sleep in on the bathroom mirror.


    Juhan. Brendan. Kasimir.


    Pull it together, Severine. It would be dangerous to be distracted like this when I entered Brendan''s office. Just because he had been indulgent last night didn''t mean anything had changed. He was still my Wielder; I was still his third Catalyst. Not his lover. I needed to act like it.


    P.


    It couldn''t be. Brendan had threatened him, but he hadn''t meant it. Couldn''t have meant it. He was too smart, too suave, too strategic to attack a guest as important as Juhan Parkkonen.


    To do what?


    Just a normal day in the office; nothing to see here.