Free Revelation (The Forever Series Book Three) by Eve Newton

CK’s phone.
    “Liv?”
    “Where is he? Is everything okay?” I snap.
    “Mr. D’Arcangelo is fine. He is in the middle of trying to
sort out an issue. He said to ask if you are okay and he will call you back if
the answer is ‘yes.’”
    “Yes, I’m fine. Oh Nico, did you find out anything?” I ask,
meaning Cade and not Mrs. O’Dell. The other Mrs O’Dell.
    “I’m still working on it,” he says vaguely and I know
already he’s hiding something from me and now he’s hiding even more.
    “Hm, well be sure and get CK to ring me as soon as he is
available.”
    No sooner do I hang up my phone rings and I pounce on it.
Caller ID says Gregor. Since when did I have his number in my phone I think as
I warily answer it.
    “Hello?” I say casually.
    “Liv? It’s Gregor. Are you well?”
    “Err, yes I am fine thank you. Are you?” he asks. I’m at a
total loss at the phone politeness coming from the man that has not only
plotted my destruction for a thousand years but also killed my husband in cold
blood.
    “Have you spoken to Constantine yet?” he asks, concerned.
    “No, I am expecting a return phone call. Why?” I ask
suspiciously.
    “We have had an incident. It’s nothing for you to worry
about but it may be wise for you to join us in New York as soon as you can, my
dear.”
    “New York? Why, what has happened? Is Constantine okay?” I
ask, panicking now.
    “Yes he is fine,” he says as if he wishes he weren’t. “But
we have a Council issue that requires your presence,” he says with mock
casualness.
    So it went from “may be wise” to “requires.” This does not
sound good.
    “Gregor, dear, “ I say in a smarmy voice. “What is going
on?”
    “Just come to New York, the suite at the Four Seasons, and
we shall discuss it further,” he says and hangs up. Christ, is that an I.V.
thing? It really pisses me off.
    “I have to go to New York,” I state as my two boys look at
me in query. “Well no, let me rephrase, we are going to New York.
Whatever the hell this is, Eloise and Gregor are there and I will end them as
soon as I get the chance.”
    At shocked expressions from Cole and Devon I try CK’s cell
again. Again it’s Nico.
    “Liv?”
    “Christ, Nico. I need to speak to him, please.”
    “I will get him to ring you as soon as he is able.”
    “Tell him I am not okay,” I say and hang up, feeling
somewhat guilty at the lie.
    But as sure as I take my next breath he rings back, and I
smile. “Aefre. What is it?” he asks, overly concerned.
    “Why is Gregor ringing me to tell me to come to New York?”
    “Because I asked him to. I thought you said you weren’t
okay?” he asks suspiciously.
    “I am not okay. I am confused and tired and why is Gregor
ringing me instead of you?” I sulk.
    “Oh really Aefre,” he sighs. “Just be here tomorrow. I will
explain then.” And he hangs up. In a right temper I throw my phone at the wall
but fortunately for me Devon catches it before it smashes into little pieces. I
smile gratefully and he shrugs. “What is going on?”
    “I don’t know. Something Council related. We have to go. Dev
ask Jim to get the jet fired up… again. For fuck's sake! My brain is so mashed
at the minute. I don’t need a new drama to add to the pile,” I complain loudly,
very loudly, and Cole pulls me to him.
    “Don’t stress my love, we will deal.”
    “I know. I am just really tired of being blindsided. Every
time I turn around a new revelation comes out and smacks me in the head, and I
am tired. I am exhausted. Just hold me,” I finish up and he does, no questions
asked.
     
     
    Cole is quite insistent that we don’t make love that night,
wanting me to rest after all my drama. I am touched but also annoyed, as I want
him. But after the last two days I could do with a break so I don’t protest too
much. We are set to fly to New York first thing in the morning, being 6 AM due
to the time difference again. God. I am so sick of time zones I want to