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“We have to go,” I ordered Gen, propelling her outside with me.

“But—” she protested.

“But—” Bene and Roux mourned at the same time.

What a fool I’d been to imagine my life might regain some semblance of peace and quiet. Instead, I was facing a potential love triangle.

I whirled back to leave the guys with one last order.

“Not a peep from any of you. Now, please, please get to work, and please don’t ruin this.”

With that, I slammed the door.

Gen stared. “Ruin what?”

I sighed. “I’ll explain in a minute.”

Behind me, the door opened a sliver, and Marius handed me my clipboard.

“Thank you.” I grabbed it and blew him a kiss.

He gave me a thumbs-up and closed the door.

Gen went bug-eyed.

“Oh my God. You’re sleeping with a dragon shifter?” she squealed exactly as Clem drove up.

I put my face in my hands, wishing for a hole to crawl into. If only Gen didn’t share the supernatural genes that allowed us to identify all kinds of supernaturals.

Then I took a deep breath and faced Clement.

His face was stony, as it had been ever since I’d come home with Marius.

“Good morning, Clem,” I said.

“Good morning.” His dejected murmur suggested all light had been sucked out of the universe and darkness had swallowed the galaxy.

Wolf shifters did not take rejection well.

I’d tried to let him down gently, but no go. Now, I really, really needed to find him a new love interest.

Then I brightened because, oh. As it so happened…

I motioned toward Gen. “You remember my sister, Geneviève.”

Clem removed his hat and nodded politely.

“Good to see you,” he said unenthusiastically.

“Good to seeyou,” Gen breathed, like her world had just exploded with sunshine, unicorns, and rainbows.

I cringed, rethinking my logic. What was a love triangle with four parties called?

I greeted the other officers and led them away from the house, along with my sister. There was no way I was leaving her unsupervised with three shifters and a vampire.

“So, the arrangements…” I started, bracing myself for a very long day.

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