No One's Warrior

Book Two of the Moons Warrior series-

"I knew you would show." He grins wickedly, his teeth blindingly bright against the darkness that surrounds him. To my relief, he's elected to stand in a shadow itself, obscuring himself from view. The only things visible are his fang like teeth and his piercing blue eyes that make me want to rip out my own so I won't have to see them.
"Yes, well, we simply missed your company." I mutter, prying my gaze away from his captivating and disturbingly blue eyes, to look over at Atum.
"Let's get on with this, shall we?" Atum broods, eager to leave as shown by his impatient shifting.
I glance back at Bo just in time to see his eyes narrow, making his pupils seems even brighter than before.
"So impatient," Bo hisses. "You read my note. My offer stands. I'm willing to help you kill Theia."
"What's in it for you?" I question, suspicion thick in my voice. It doesn't go unnoticed.
"That's for me to know, and you to not. You needn't worry, for it's truly not a problem of yours."
"It's a little doubtful isn't it?"
"I'm growing tired of this."
"Then answer my question."
"You don't call the shots here. You have three seconds to give me an answer or I'll withdraw my offer and you will have to kill Theia on your own. Do we have a deal?"
I bite my lip to keep from spitting at his feet, or worse, punching him.
"3..."
I hate this.
"2..."
I hate him.
"1..."
But, most of all, I hate that I need him.
"Deal."

Warning: contains mature language