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What if they’d caught us? I mean, it wasn’t a sin to kiss, but given the blue orb’s appearance, it might look wildly inappropriate.
Drake Parish can be as inappropriate as he likes…
“Are you both all right?” Erin asked, striding into the room with purpose.
All day I’d thought she looked a lot more rested, despite last night’s events.
I scrambled to my feet. “Y-Yeah.”
Isaac offered Drake a hand. “You’re still boiling.”
He cleared his throat. “A cold shower will fix everything.” The twinkle in his eye almost got me jumping his bones.
Isaac started pacing again while Aaron investigated the room. “Who the fuck is it?”
“Definitely a guy,” I offered.
Erin walked over to the karaoke machine. “Is this what made all that noise?”
Isaac paused. “That would be my lack of talent. But who cares? We have more pressing issues.”
Erin scowled at him. “Don’t you think I know that?”
He turned on her, his face full of thunder. “Then why give two fucks about the noise?”
Her scowl deepened. How much could she say to us before she crossed a line? Like, what were the rules of the house? I was happy to be told off if I put a foot wrong. But Isaac certainly wouldn’t take much of it.
Desire officially deflated, I switched into mediator mode before anything escalated. “Let’s not start sniping.”
He glowered at me. “Who’s sniping? I’m pissed off.” He huffed, pacing again. “Fucking, fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“Nothing here,” Aaron told Erin cheerfully. “Now, who’s for tea.”
Erin moved toward the sofa, taking a pew on the back of it. “Hold the tea. I have a theory.”
“Oh?” I said.
Isaac stopped pacing.
“Judging by the words of this entity, this man,” she said, “I can only think its Jonathon Aurora.”
Well, strike me down with all the feathers.
Chapter 25
RILEY
This was bad. Really, really bad.
Erin believed Jonathon Aurora had faked his death and was using shadow magic mixed with celestial power. And that he might be messing with us through that blue orb.
If that were true, then he could go lick an electric fence.
But what about the bite mark? Why did it respond to the blue orb like that? It made no sense. I guess my uncle wanted it that way.
Dammit.
Apparently, if a new set of triplets was born while any of the previous set were still alive, the magic slowly transferred into the next generation, leaving a tiny trace behind.
