“SO, HOW did it go?” Knox asked as soon as Flint and I stepped out of the room. Magnus wasn’t following us behind, so he couldn’t say anything. The handsome man waited with a small smile on his face, oblivious to the fact that I was not having it. His smile fell each second that went by us. Flint groaned and took him away from me.
I was grateful for the little alone time that Flint had accidentally given me. While she talked to Knox, I walked toward the back of the house where I saw a door leading to a small garden in the backyard. The garden was full of black roses, something I had never seen before.
Maybe old Magnus had a penchant for flowers. Who would have thought?
It was such a contradictory thing to see the garden full of dark things. I mean, shouldn’t a garden filled with all the
