'Did he poison me? No, I didn't even eat the bread… or is it by contact… I touched it—'
Suddenly, Valentine's voice echoed in his mind, interrupting his thoughts.
"Oh now, that's taking it too far."
Malakai cursed silently. He'd made the mistake of letting his surface thoughts run wild. Now Valentine had heard everything.
He sighed. 'Taking what too far?'
"Everything!" Valentine snapped. "Heart attack? Poison? Really? Damn. Just admit you feel guilty, and that you like the boy."
Malakai's brows furrowed. Him? Like Renlo? Impossible.
'You don't know what you're talking about.'
Valentine sighed again. This time, it was long. Drained. Like someone doing work far above their pay grade.
"C'mon Malakai. Trust me, it'll do you good to just admit it…"
'I have nothing to admit.'
Malakai shook his head and blocked Valentine out. The chubby man had to be insane.
'It's probably a medical condition… Maybe my blood node is acting up.'
