"You're not going bald," Amanda snapped, then she turned to her sister.
"Would you stop picking on my husband?"
"Geritol started it."
Bride wasn't sure what to think of them now. This had to be the weirdest house she'd ever been inside. "Maybe I should have called the police."
"Nah," Tabitha said in a blasi tone. "No doubt your serial killer would kill them, too. Show him your hand."
Slightly hesitant, Bride moved forward to do so. "Have you ever seen anything like it?"
Kyrian nodded.
She swallowed in fear. "Am I going to die?"
"No," he said, locking gazes with her. "It's not a death symbol."
Bride let out a relieved breath. "What is it, then?"
He cringed a bit before he responded. "That I really can't tell you. But I can promise you this, whoever has a matching mark would sooner kill himself than see you hurt."
Bride closed her hand. "That's what Vane said."
Kyrian's gaze went to the wolf. "Well, you can trust him. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a diaper with my name on it."
"Is that all you're going to tell her?" Tabitha asked as he left them.
"It's all I can tell her," Kyrian said meaningfully, heading up the stairs.
Tabitha huffed. "Well, aren't you Mr. Information?"
"Tabby," Amanda said, taking her arm and pulling her toward the couches.
"Leave him alone." She smiled graciously at Bride. "Can I get you anything to eat or drink?"
"No, thanks. I'm okay. At least as okay as I can be given the weirdness of this day."
Bride sat down on the couch in front of the windows while her wolf dashed up the stairs after Kyrian.
"Oh no." She got up to go after him.
"It's okay," Amanda said, stopping her as she rounded the coffin coffee table. "Let him go. Kyrian will bring him back down in a few minutes."
"Are you sure it's okay?"
Amanda nodded.
Kyrian had just finished changing Marissa's diaper when he felt a Were-Hunter presence outside his door. "Is that you, Vane?"
Vane pushed open the nursery door. "Thanks for not ratting me out down there."
Kyrian tossed the dirty diaper into the pail and picked Marissa up. She slapped a wet palm against his face before she squeezed his cheek playfully. "No problem. So what's up with the two of you?"
"I don't know. She's the human I was asking you how to date."
"I figured as much when I saw her. You should have told us it was Bride."
Vane sighed in frustration as he ignored that. "How do you tell a human what you are? How did Amanda react when she found out you were a Dark-Hunter?"