you?” he asks softly and I am more intrigued as
to his tone than the actual question.
“Yes. A lot. But it was a long time ago and he is dead now.”
“Is he?”
“What do you mean?”
“Seems to me, he lives on.” He taps my temple and I pull
back.
“Maybe. I think it’s time you tell me more about your
ex-bosses as well. Are you considered a traitor?” I ask.
“Yes, so is Nico and the others who have defected.”
“Are you in any danger?”
“Yes, if I get found, but it doesn’t seem likely. Those
Romani you have are pretty damn powerful.”
“They have you cloaked?” I ask.
“Yes. That is why Nico has been safe for so many years. I’m
not worried,” he says casually.
“Okay, but do let me know if you feel you are being hunted,”
I say with a frown at him, but his face has closed off completely and I know I
will get no more out of him that I already have. It’s quite a bit though and I
am glad we had this chat.
I sense Cole at the door and magick on a robe now to Cade’s
amusement. I am grateful to see my husband after this weird day.
“Want me to stay?” Cade asks as I get up to kiss Cole.
“No, you have been more than helpful today. You may go and
do your own thing.”
He nods. “I will see you in the morning, then. Just yell if
you need me.”
“You’ll hear?” I ask smartly and he laughs.
“I won’t be far away, Queen Liv.” He waves and leaves us
alone and Cole is looking at me with raised eyebrows.
“You two seem to be getting on well? Is it something to do
with that blood oath? Should I be worried?”
“Yes it is but no, definitely not,” I state. “Now come here
and kiss me. I have missed you.”
“Mm, I have missed you too. I want a long bath. Can I
interest you?”
“Oh, of course,” I say to his delight and off we go.
Chapter 4
“Liv?” Devon asks from the doorway.
“What?” I open my eyes from my bliss of bubbly water,
champagne, and my wet, naked husband.
“Sorry to interrupt,” he says, not actually sounding sorry
at all. “We are going out. Wanted to let you know and ask if you wanted to come
with?”
Cole looks at me from across the massive tub and shakes his
head. “Sorry, no. But you have fun. Not too much fun,” I state with a glare at
Jess who is hanging onto Devon like a barnacle. “Where are you going?”
“There is a place, where we can go and be…who we are,” he
says.
“Oh. Well, be careful and take Grayson with you.”
“No need. Sebastian is joining us.”
“Oh?” I sit up now, somewhat intrigued. Devon’s eyes drop to
my naked breasts while Cole glowers at me and Jess just looks away.
“Sebastian?”
Devon nods, “Yes.”
I blink at him and he returns my look with his CK impassive
impersonation. “Is he here?”
“No. Why?”
“Just make sure you are safe. All of you.” I glare at Jess,
“And remember, no feeding…”
“From humans,” Devon says. “Lizzie, I got this okay?”
“Fine. Please let me know when you return.”
“I will. Christ. You are being very mother hen today. What
is with that?”
“Just stuff,” I say mysteriously and he cocks his eyebrows
at me. “Tell you later,” I mutter.
“Fine. You two enjoy your soak.”
“We will,” Cole says.
They leave and I move forward so I am now face to face with
him. “How was your day then?” I ask and he starts.
“I don’t think you have ever asked me that before.”
“No? Am I really just a selfish bitch?” I ask somewhat
seriously.
“Err, what brought that on?”
I shrug, “I don’t know, Cole. This bad feeling is getting
worse.”
“How?”
“Dream manifestations. Weird arse shit.”
“Like what?”
“Lance,” I say and he grimaces.
“Baby, he’s dead. You killed him, he can’t hurt you
anymore.”
“I know. It isn’t like that though. They are happy dreams.
For the most part.”
“Happy? What do you mean?”
I explain it to him, minus the baby part again, and he is
less than impressed. “Liv,
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