Calliope POV
I waited outside his tent until he had fallen asleep and the vision of us began to dissipate. He certainly knew all the right words to say and how to act like the perfect, honourable man, but I still saw the way he leered over my sleeping body, his thoughts were undeniably impure when it came to me.
I laid on the cool sheets of my freshly made mattress, after all the astonishing events of the night I couldn’t sleep. My mind was still on Gray, he still hadn’t arrived home from wherever he had disappeared to.
I was just starting to drift off, when I heard someone enter the room, I stiffened slightly, worried that Aran had woken and realised I was no longer in his bed. My body relaxed when I heard a sigh, happy that Gray had finally returned home, But had he returned alone o
