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Griffin laughs. “If you get any better, you might kill me.” He shivers. “And that stuff you did with your hair…”

“Yeah?”

“I want you to do that again,” he whispers.

I puff my chest out in pride. “Only for you, my mate.”

He squeezes me tight.

I already can’t wait to try everything with him.

Chapter

Twenty-One

Griff: Magic 8-Coin, are you awake?

Coin: My sources say no.

Griff: Aww, don’t be like that. I just want to ask you something.

Coin: Sigh. Fine.

Griff: So, um, will we be able to get the evidence we need to put Shae’s evil family members behind bars?

Coin: Cannot predict now. Tough break, dude.

Griff: Well, will Shae and I get our very own HEA at least?

Coin: Ask again later. When you’re feeling lucky.

Griff: Argh!

—Private conversation between Griffin and his coin

Griffin

For the next two weeks, Shae spends most of his days reading through the books Grandma Coral sent with him to learn more about his magical powers. And we spend most of our nights learning each other’s bodies in intimate detail.

Shae still isn’t ready for anal intercourse yet, but we’ve been experimenting with some toys and plugs, getting him used to the sensation. I’m not sure how much he’s enjoying it; he seems to take far more pleasure in using similar items on me.

Progress on our investigation is slow, much to everyone’s frustration. The rest of the team has been hard at work tracking down every lead they’ve found. It’s not easy though. Shae’s stepmother is no fool, and she’s hidden her tracks with a level of precision that only a comic-book supervillain could match. She’s thorough, I’ll give her that.

Anemone has been out of the house a lot, meeting with members of the siren community currently living in the Los Angeles area and seeing what she can learn from them.

The waiting is getting to her and my mate—and I don’t blame them. I completely understand why they both want to be able to take action immediately to help Tempest, but Dallas was right. If we spook Margaret and her associates, they could get away from us. That’d make it even harder for us to try to track them down a second time. We’ve got to play it cool and careful.

I’m confident we’ll nab them before too much longer.

In the meantime, Shae clearly needs an opportunity to let off some steam. And what better way to do that than practicing his magic?

I consult with Haku and the rest of MEOW Squad—minus Harper, who’s out meeting with an informant, and Anemone, who went with him—and everyone agrees to get on board with my plan. So, after dinner, I stand up from my seat at the table and clear my throat. “Ahem. If I could have everyone’s attention. Tonight, I have a special activity planned for all of us. Let’s head to the entertainment room!”

Shae gives me a confused look.

We’d briefly shown the space to him early on when he came to live at the compound, but we haven’t been down there since.

“Are we watching a movie?” he asks. “I’m not really in the mood?—”

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