I jerked, stunned by the simmering anger behind his words. "No, of course not," I snapped back, feeling... stupid as fuck. Wow. I kind of had dismissed the threats on my life. Nothing had happened since that day before Christmas. Since my stalker had almost killed me, then murdered Drew and that Wraith—a guy whose name I still didn't even know.
"Why were you there?" I asked instead, not comfortable leaving the silence hanging between us. I was too on edge. Too fucking keyed up and scared. "Were you guys following me?"
He snorted a humorless laugh. "Of course we were, MK."
I scowled. "Why?"
"Because people are trying to kill you!" he shouted, slamming his hand against the steering wheel in fury and frustration.
I bit my lip to silence all of the dumb responses I wanted to give him. I already knew why they cared if I was killed... I just didn't want to admit that I did.
"Where are we going?" I asked instead when the silence became too much to handle. "I'm not going back to your house."
Kody made an annoyed sort of grunt. "Technically it's your house. The deed is in your name."
I whipped my head around, giving him a sharp look. "What?"
He shrugged. "Well, half yours."
My stomach sank. "I see." If it was half mine, then it didn't take an astrophysicist to work out who the other half belonged to. Apparently my secret husband had been more than happy to forge my signature long before I’d even known him. Or maybe that kind of contract only needed one party to sign? How the fuck would I know?
Come to think of it, maybe silence was better than talking after all. Biting at the edge of my nail, I turned my gaze out the window and tried to pretend I was anywhere else. Anyone else. Because I was neck deep in drama and quickly drowning.
Kody didn't say anything more, but he also didn't return to the mansion we'd all been sharing until so recently. He drove straight to my new apartment, deep within Reaper territory in the former West Shadow Grove, then parked in a vacant parking space across the street.
"Thanks," I muttered when he released my door so I could get out, "for saving my ass back there." I started to walk away, crossing the street to my apartment block, but Kody followed.
He gave me a small frown when I glanced over at him. "You don't honestly think I'll just drop you off and leave, do you?" I raised my brows, and he shook his head in disbelief. "Have we even goddamn met? Fucking hell, MK."
I didn't argue with him, because he was right. There was no way in hell he was just dropping me at the door and driving away with a wave and a honk. Not when someone had tried to shoot me in public not even an hour ago. And really, I wouldn't want him to.
We waited for the elevator in silence, and when it arrived, a couple of Reaper kids stepped out, only to do a double take when they saw Kody standing there.
"Whoa, yo, bro... you lost?" one of them asked him with a slight smirk on his face.
Kody just glared death, and the other kid—who looked slightly closer to my age—whacked his friend in the arm.
"Shut up, fuckhead." Then he gave Kody and me a small nod. "No disrespect and shit, yeah? He's new."
Kody didn't even reply to them, and the older kid dragged the mouthy one out of the apartment building like their tails were on fire.
"What was that all about?" I murmured as we stepped into the elevator and I pressed the button for my floor. "I vaguely remember some Reapers treating you the same way the night of Archer's fight." The night I’d almost died of a deadly fentanyl dose.
Kody arched a brow at me, looking next-level sexy and dangerous. Fucking hell.
"What was what about?"
I glared. "Seriously? You're gonna play dumb on this?"
The corners of his mouth twitched, and I could tell he was fighting a smile. Bastard.
"There's nothing to play dumb about, babe," he replied as we reached my floor and the doors slid open. He indicated I exit ahead of him, but his sharp gaze swept the corridor ahead of us to make sure it was clear of threats. "I doubt I've ever met those two in my life."
I stomped over to my door and unlocked it. Thankfully, I'd kept hold of my bag through