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“I do.” I lift a brow his way.

“Torturous.”

“At least it’s a nice night,” I reply. Mav has to be moving at all times. He gets bored and very impatient when he’s not working towards a goal.

“I’d rather be flying.”

“Who wouldn’t rather fly?” I ask.

“It’s going to be challenging to find a place to shift here,” he says. “We don’t know the area well enough.”

“We might have to make friends with a shifter,” I tell him and watch his eyes widen.

“Shade never said we would have to make friends,” he grits out.

“I know it’s a foreign concept to us.”

“Shit,” he sighs. “I won’t be making friends with the vampire I sense.”

“Maybe he’s a nice guy,” I mention lightly.

“A nice guy?” he huffs. “Have you met a vampire who is?”

“Not yet,” I admit. Vampires are more possessive and territorial than any other. We might be the exception.

“Knowing his age, I can tell you he’s not a nice guy. He’s fucking dangerous, especially if he has a mate.”

“Scared, brother?”

“Fuck you.” He slips his lighter into his pocket. “You know better.”

I do. I know Mav isn’t scared of much. We have that in common. “Then we wait. If we meet the vampire, we attempt to be nice guys.”

He scoffs. “What if we find a mate?”

I hold his gaze. “Then we claim her.”

Chapter Three

Saphira

I’m going to kill whoever is banging on my door. I reluctantly push my blankets to my feet and jump out of bed. I grab a robe before leaving my room, shrugging into it as I walk to the door. My senses are coming alive after my initial pull from sleep, so I know who the culprit is for my rude awakening.

Fuck.

I yank open the door. “You both know how much I value my sleep.” I lean against the edge of the frame. I know why they are here, but I’m hoping by some miracle, they haven’t heard.

“We do,” they say simultaneously, pushing their way inside.

“What’s so important?” I roll my eyes and shut the door, facing them.

“How was work last night?” Laken asks seriously.

“You must have had a bad night,” Bishop says, his face concerned, but they can’t fool me.

“Let’s not pretend.” I walk around my brothers and move to the kitchen. “Say it while I make coffee.”

“We thought we would get your version,” Laken says as they follow.

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