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“What?” Atticus asked. “That’s not what I meant.”
“You’ll soon learn Thane takes everything literally,” Magnus drawled. “It’s both amusing and annoying.”
Thane scowled at the vampire and if looks could kill I think Magnus’ life would be shortened considerably.
“Oh, that’s kind of… cute,” Atticus mumbled.
I barely held back the snort that threatened to escape. There wasdefinitelysomething weird existing between the two of them. Especially if Atticus found Thane’s oddities cute. I thought it would make me jealous, the thought of Atticus with someone else, but I found I was just intrigued by it. Atticus had said he didn’t mind the possibility of me being with more than one man, I guess I didn’t mind the thought of Atticus with someone else either.
Interesting…
I’d have to park that thought and talk to him about it later.
“You have to see that this is a bad idea? No one gets in the vault,” Rafe said, his tone darkening with every word.
“Why?” Thane asked, sinking back into one of the chairs. I was glad he wasn’t facing off with Atticus anymore. It made me nervous and, well, a little bit turned on.
“Well, for one thing, nobody is allowed in. And another, it’s a fucking vault. You can’t just stroll in. And don’t forget about all the booby traps, labyrinths and monsters that are supposedly down there,” Magnus explained.
The vault sat under a club of the same name, which was run by Prometheus. His punishment was to spend eternity watching over the entrance, so he’d built a business over the site to keep himself entertained. It had taken on various forms over the centuries and its current shell was a high end club. The only problem was that it sat topside and was impossible to get into without permission. Something that Prometheus was unlikely to give us.
I wondered how that person had managed to sneak in the last time. “Did anyone say how the last person broke in?”
Magnus flicked his gaze back to me. “No. I think Zeus wanted to keep it all hush hush. Bad for business if someone can break into something that was supposed to be impenetrable.”
Rayne scoffed. “I bet it pissed Zeus off.”
I hummed in agreement. “Why don’t we go and have a conversation with Prometheus. Perhaps if we explain what’s happening, he’ll let us in?”
“I can’t tell if you’re being serious or not,” Thane said, his eyes narrowed.
“I think she’s being serious,” Atticus said, a small smile curling his lips.
I shot a glare at him. “What’ve we got to lose?”
“Besides our existence? Not much, I guess,” Magnus said dramatically while throwing his arms wide.
I could feel anger starting to bubble in my veins. Did they not think I was taking this seriously? I huffed out a sharp breath, trying to expel the fury that was simmering below the surface. “Well, what else are going to do? We can’t just stay here forever, and I don’t see any of you coming up with any other ideas.”
The twins looked at each other, worry in their gaze but also a sense of acknowledgement. They knew I was right.
“Fine,” Rayne huffed.
“But we don’t like it,” Rafe added.
Go fucking figure.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Magnus
Oncewe’dcomeupwith a plan for heading topside to the vault Roux, Atticus, and Thane left the room, leaving me alone with the twins. Gods, this felt awkward. There was a tension in the room that hadn’t been there before, a thickness that felt like I could reach out and touch it with my fingers. My instincts were instantly on high alert, ensuring I was ready to fight for survival.
They stared at me unrelentingly, their gaze cool and assessing.
“So,” Rafe began, his voice dark and calm, “you’re coming with us.”
It wasn’t a question, but I answered anyway. “Yes,” I replied, my fingers squeezing my thighs. Gods, I was nervous. My throat was dry, and my body felt rigid. The pair of them watched me, Rafe with a calmness and Rayne with burning fury in those beautiful eyes that were so blue.
