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Jol turned to me. “What do you think? Is it okay to use?”

I nodded. “Both are good solutions to adding power. They will require quite a bit of infrastructure and other work before you can start utilizing it. However, in the end, I think the demons will appreciate having power.” I knew I did. “Oh!” I gasped. “We haven’t discussed currency.” How had I forgotten to bring it up?

“We discussed it previously and agreed that we would have the demons bring items and sell them here, or work here, to earn our currency,” Dad answered. “It seemed easier than the demons creating a currency that they never had before.”

“It’s going to take our people a bit of time to get used to the knowledge that certain bits of paper and coins will be worth something significant over here,” Jol said.

I could understand how they’d see that as strange, especially when they’d been used to a bartering and trading system that didn’t involve money.

“Are you ready to go?” Trey asked Jol.

I turned with my brows furrowed. “Are you going somewhere with him?”

“We’re taking him out to dinner,” Trey explained with a smile. “Wasn’t that one of the things you’ve been wanting to do?”

Squealing, I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him. “Yes! Thank you! Where are we going?”

“Well, we thought we’d start off at a place we’re all familiar with,” Kayden said. “Brickhouse.”

My mouth instantly watered. “Yes, please.”

“Are we invited, too?” Mom asked. “You’re going to our favorite restaurant, after all.”

“That’s up to Jol,” Trey said. He turned to Jol and asked, “Would you prefer a more intimate experience with just us, or are you okay with taking more people?”

“I think I’d like to experience what Lily would experience if she were to eat there,” he said.

“Oh, boy,” I mumbled and shook my head. “Now you’ve done it.”

“I already called and reserved the entire restaurant!” Great Aunt Leona announced as she walked into the room.

“I didn’t even know you were here,” I admitted.

She pouted. “How awfully rude of you, Grand Niece! I was just in the other room.”

Rushing over, I hugged her and patted her back. “There, there, Great Auntie. You know how stifling it gets with so many alphas in a room.”

She pretended to sniffle and nodded. “There is a lot of alpha testosterone in the air. So, shall we go?”

“How will we get there?” Jol asked. “In that … car, thing?”

“My good friend,” Grandpa Nico said with a smile and set his hand on Jol’s shoulder. “We teleport.”

“Teleport?” Jol asked with a frown and looked at me.

I waved and smiled wide. “See you there!”

He opened his mouth, but Grandpa Nico winked at me and teleported Jol, Nana Jolie, Great Aunt Leona, and Grandpa Rhys away in the next instant.

“Portal or teleport?” Mom asked me.

“Portal,” I said with a nod.

“Yes, thank you,” Branson, one of Mom’s other mates and another of my adoptive fathers who I called Bran Bran, said.

“Oh, Branny Boy,” Mom said with a shake of her head. “I only teleported you somewhere high that made you fallonetime. Have you so little faith in your mate?”

“They make my stomach queasy,” he admitted.

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