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“Please, Red,” he begged, using his old nickname for me. “Please.”
“Fine. But this is your last chance. If you fail this, we’re done.”
His smile was bright and wide, and I’d forgotten how wonderful it was. Urgh, it tugged on my heartstrings and I wanted to bathe in it a little.
“You won’t regret this,” he said, his face beaming brightly.
“I hope not. You’d best tell me everything, Magnus. Everything. And if you lie to me again, I’ll strip your skin from your bones and turn you into a new pair of boots.”
He laughed and I couldn’t help my answering smile. “Yes, ma’am.”
“Come on, let’s get this over with.” Then I turned away from him before I could do something stupid. Like kiss his gorgeous face.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Roux
Tosaytheatmospherein the room was frosty would be an understatement. Rafe and Rayne looked like they were about to murder Magnus while he sat there with a grin a mile wide on his face. Atticus and Thane sat in the chairs next to each other, clearly avoiding looking at the other which was weird. I mean, what was that all about? I wanted to ask, but I wasn’t sure they even knew what the answer was. I wasn’t even sure I knew what I was looking at other than it was weird.
“I think it would be best for everyone here if you started talking,” Thane said to Magnus in an almost bored tone. I could just about detect a hint of something beneath the boredom, but I wasn’t sure if it was anger or amusement.
The twins growled at Magnus, and I could see the restraint they were using to remain in their seats. Their shoulders were hunched, their backs ramrod straight and their jaws clenched ridiculously tight. If Magnus didn’t start talking soon, I wasn’t sure he’d make it out of here alive.
“Vampires have been found with their blood drained,” Magnus said.
“Bullshit,” Rayne snarled.
“I agree,” I said. “If that were the case, why haven’t we heard anything about it?”
Magnus’ grin turned cocky. “Because I know how to keep a story from the press.”
I snorted, recounting the endless pieces of gossip I’d read in various different media rags. “I doubt that.”
“It’s true. But I’m not going to argue over it with you. Something is taking vampire blood and I don’t know why. I met with the Fates to try and get an answer but all they told me was about this place and that I’d need to find you. So, here I am. Why are you all here?”
“I followed Roux,” Atticus said with a chuckle.
“So did we,” Rafe said, and his twin nodded.
“I came looking for him,” I said pointing at Thane.
“I came looking for Nyx,” Thane said nonchalantly.
“What? Why?” That was not what I thought he was going to say.
“Because I think she’s the key to everything,” Thane replied and turned to Magnus. “Do you remember about ten years ago when there was the break in at the Vault?”
“Yes, but nothing was stolen, and the keeper couldn’t describe what happened,” Magnus said with a pinched brow. “It was all a bit of a mystery.”
“Yes, but I think somethingwastaken,” Thane said leaning forward.
“What?” I asked.
“I don’t know. But I want to find out.”
“What’s the fascination with Nyx?” I asked, remembering that we all seemed to have spoken to the Fates about them.
“Yes, why did you ask the Fates about them?” Rafe asked Thane, his thumb rubbing along his bottom lip.
