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“No fucking clue.”

“What do you mean?” I scoffed.

“What you’re describing doesn’t exist in the texts I’ve read, and believe me, I have read a lot.” He waved his hand out towards the center of the library. “Therefore, whatever you are dealing with is the first of its kind, maybe.” Avesh pursed his lips like he was thinking hard. “Perhaps he is just an elite, elite seer.”

“That’s a thing?”

“Della, no, that is what I’m saying. Perhaps he is just the first of his kind.”

“Sorry, it’s been a long day,” I sighed and grabbed another pastry. “Hey, since I’m here, have you found your mate yet?”

Avesh raised his brow at me.

“Why?”

“Have you heard that some gods have gone missing? Once they found their mates, they both went missing.”

“Well then, thank the heavens that I haven’t.” He frowned. Avesh stared intently at me. “Have you asked this man what he is?”

“No,” I said.

“You’re scared of him?”

“I don’t know what to think about him.”

“Chances are he doesn’t even know that his magic is that powerful. Most memories don’t usually carry over after death.”

He was right. Haden probably didn’t even know the extent of his magic. I didn’t even know if he still possessed the same magic he once had. Maybe he was just fae with some serious elite magic. I leaned back in the chair, feeling a bit stupid. Brim and I were paranoid fools. Haden wouldn’t keep something so monumental from me.

“Well, I appreciate you taking time to help me.” I smiled. “Sorry I wasted your time.”

“Knowledge and company are never wasted time.” He grinned.

“I’ll let you know if any new developments come along.”

He nodded.

“Please, take the rest of the pastries with you.” He gestured to them. He didn’t need to offer me twice. I smiled and grabbed the tray before leaving.

Chapter 22

Haden

She hadn’t come today. I lay in bed and stared at the ceiling, wondering why she didn’t come to see me. Did I do something wrong? I could not remember part of the night after I went upstairs to follow her. Should I call her to me? Maybe she only meant that if I was in distress. Fuck, I hated feeling like this, so insecure. It was obvious that she liked me. Or maybe I was making it up in my head. I closed my eyes and ran my hands down my face.

“You do realize that you don’t have to physically call for me. I can hear it if you are thinking my name over and over. Della’s voice held a slight amusement in it.

I sat up. “Della.”

“Haden.”

We stared at each other for a moment, and I felt that doubt creeping up.

“Please, stop doing that.” She frowned.

“Doing what?” I asked.

“Shutting down on me.” Her eyes flashed with disappointment. “You want me near you, but then you act like I am the last woman you want near you. Why?”

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