To ruin an Omega novel Chapter 292

Chapter 292: The pool

FIA

"Why would you do that?" I tried to make it sound light. Almost teasing. "I know you tend to be myopic but geez."

I chuckled. He chuckled too, the sound rough but real.

"But you wouldn’t just say that out of nowhere."

"Well..."

He paused, like he was choosing his words carefully.

"It was starting to feel like everything that led up to her presence here lined up perfectly."

We walked down the stone steps together.

"And also... when the witch Ophelia was murdered, I was certain I smelled Madeline’s magic."

My heart kicked hard against my ribs.

"But it was just... my cognitive dissonance."

He stopped mid-step. Through the bond, I felt something shift. A spark of realization, sudden and sharp.

"What?"

He shook his head. "Nothing important."

"Cian."

"It’s just that I was wrong. And I should have handled it better."

His hand tightened around mine.

"I am rash. I blow hot. Even the Ronan and Aldric situation now... It’s messing with my head even now. And it’s taking everything not to just let it out."

His voice cracked slightly on the last word.

"I don’t know if I can take anymore."

The words hit me like a punch. This confirmed it. I had to keep the Valentine situation tight. I had to protect him from one more thing that would break him open.

But Madeline was now high up on my radar herself. This was proving to me that she was no saint.

"So I assume he hasn’t mentioned the card."

"I believe Garrett would have handed it to him by now. So yeah."

I nodded. We had reached the path that led toward the estate grounds. The sun was starting to paint everything in shades of gold and orange.

I looked at Cian. Really looked at him. The tension in his shoulders. The tight line of his mouth. The way his eyes seemed darker than usual.

"You look like shit."

He barked out a laugh that sounded more surprised than amused.

"Well, I feel like shit."

I chuckled lightly. An idea formed in my head. Reckless maybe. But he needed it. We both did.

"It is hot. We can go swimming."

"I’m sure there is a lot on both our plates right now than swimming."

"I’m sure living life will clear up those creases on your forehead."

I reached up and pressed my thumb between his brows, smoothing the tension there.

"We might have enemies within and without. But we only live once. Wolo."

"It’s Yolo."

I stepped back and grinned at him.

"Well...last to reach the pool is a sore loser."

Then I ran.

My feet hit the grass and I pushed off hard, heading toward the direction of the pool. The wind caught my hair and pulled it back from my face.

Behind me, Cian’s voice rang out.

"I’m not doing this."

I ran faster. The distance between us stretched. I could hear my own breathing, feel my heart pounding, and for just a second everything else fell away.

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