White Lies: (The Uruwashi Series #4) Read Online Free

home there was more than two dozen various super cars parked out front. Now there were only three. From here, Ash could only sense half a dozen inhabitants and only two of those were vampire.
    “I can’t believe she’s still living here,” Tristan said more as a thought than a conversation piece.
    Ash sighed. “It is only Yukihime and a few of her subordinates here…” That Lilith wasn’t among them worried her but she didn’t want to bring it up right then, not when Tristan was groaning at frustration.
    Ash followed his line of sight to Desmond and gave into a sigh as well. The vampire always seemed to bring out the worse in Tristan—and Ash, if she were being honest. The man just rubbed people the very wrong way. Mostly on purpose, too.
    Ash was reaching for the door when Tristan stopped her with a hand on her arm. “I don’t want to spend a lot of time here dicking around, playing stupid fucking games. Let’s go in, tell Yuki to fuck off, get your book and get out. We’ll get on the first flight out of this country tomorrow night and worry about connections after that. I’m so done with this place.”
    She was trying not to smirk when she nodded, thinking that his mouth was getting better. There was only two F-words in that statement. Just a few months ago Tristan would have at least said three times that. It wasn’t that she minded the cursing, it was just… tiresome and unnecessary except for when it was wholly necessary. Desmond usually did warrant a necessity in foul language though. “Agreed.”
    Simon pulled into the driveway and Ash saw the way Tristan stiffened when he noticed.
    “Good.” He smiled and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek that surprised her.
    Since she’d taught him to block his thoughts, he’d been able to surprise her more than once with ninja kisses or little grabs. Maybe she just let her guard down too much when it came to him. But then, she wanted nothing more than to be free with him in all aspects. Like in Greece, in that Gytheio hotel.
    Ash stifled a dejected sigh as the couple climbed out of the car together. Simon was still sitting in his car, on a cell phone from the looks of it. Moving slowly, Tristan made a big show of adjusting the new gun holster around his shoulders before slipping on his jacket. He never said so, but she knew he felt formidable wearing it. The saunter it inspired in him made her smile.
    Ash’s attention went on Desmond. He was watching with a smirk around the hand rolled cigarette between his lips as the pair approached. Despite the cold, and the snow, the vampire was barefoot and wearing just a pair of jeans and a white tee so thin they could see his pale nipples through the cloth. The mask propped on the top of his head was a noh mask Ash was all too familiar with and it made her anxious.
    Tristan stopped short and crinkled his nose. Ash took a few steps past him to be more socially appropriate. Tristan always had this way of stopping very far out of Desmond’s reach and she thought that maybe he didn’t even realize it. Then again, the two had gotten into it enough times that Tristan had every right to be wary of the imposing vampire.
    “Evenin’,” Desmond drawled in his heavy Scots brogue. “Yew is looking rather lovely, Asta. Playing human tonight then?”
    Ash exchanged a look with Tristan, one of those what the hell? looks. In Greece Ash was given an unprecedented spell that made her, for lack of a better word, human. Somewhere between splitting up with Tristan and company, and reuniting with them again while looking for the antediluvian pythia, Agamemnon, she’d been given the counter spell by a man Tristan said claimed to be his father. Tristan was the only one who remembered him. Who the man really was, no one could begin to guess, there were just too many unknowns.
    At any rate, since being spelled human, Ash had taken on the pallor of her human self with dark brown hair and sky blue eyes. She still had her full motonō and