Page 90 of Elora and the Crow

“There is,” Jonah said before standing. “I need you to stay with Elora while Bren and I get her help. Can you do that?”

“Yes,” Cece said. “What are you going to do? Do you know another witch or warlock?”

“Not exactly,” Bren said as he and Jonah headed toward the door. “But he can save Elora.”

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A somber lookingdark-haired man stood at the front door of the office building as Bren parked in one of the visitor spots.

“What is this place?” Jonah asked as he climbed out of the car. They had put his shoulder back into place at the hospital, but it ached and burned like a motherfucker, and he rubbed absently at his left arm as he followed Bren toward the building.

“BKF Securities has their office here,” Bren said. “It’s where Ronin works,” he added before Jonah could ask.

He shook the dark-haired man’s hand. “Hi, Mal. Thanks for meeting us here.”

“You’re welcome.” Mal held his hand out to Jonah. “Malcolm Burke.”

“Jonah,” he said, giving Mal’s hand a brief shake.

They followed Mal into the building. He locked the door behind them before they rode the elevator up to the eighth floor. They followed him silently to a door marked “BKF Securities” in bright white lettering.

They stepped into the office. There were more people than Jonah expected, and he scanned the foyer, sagging with relief when he saw the phoenix shifter, Ronin.

Ronin stood beside a dark-haired woman with bright green eyes. Beside them were two people Jonah also recognized. Judd and Tori. The black bear shifter and rabbit shifter who Elora had helped save the damn world not two months ago.

Judd gave him a slight nod as he rested one hand on Tori’s lower back. He would have been the biggest guy in the room if it wasn’t for the two giants standing near the reception desk. They were both over seven feet tall, and their bodies were thick with muscle. One had nearly white blond hair, and the other had dark hair. Hudson and Briggs, polar bear shifters who’d helped keep Elora safe when she was breaking the protection spell on the crazy antelope shifter’s sterilization machine.

“Everyone, this is Jonah,” Bren said. “He’s Elora’s friend.”

“You’re looking decidedly less crow-like than the last time we met,” Ronin said with a slight grin before putting his arm around the green-eyed woman. “This is my mate, Kat.”

“Why are you all here?” Jonah asked bluntly. “We only need Ronin.”

“It’s always better to have more people than you think you’ll need,” Mal said.

“You’ve told everyone what happened?” Bren asked.

“Yes.” Mal glanced at the others. “Will there be problems with the fae?”

“No,” Jonah said.

“Mal told us the fae was injured as well. Did she go to the hospital?” Kat asked.

“Doubtful,” Tori said. “The fae don’t usually trust humans.”

“She refused to go,” Jonah said. “Members of the fae came and picked her up. She said they would heal her.”

“They’ve gotta be pissed that she was with a human and injured,” Judd said. “You sure they’re not gonna try something?”

“Caleb has been living at the northern fae compound for nearly a year. Nimera is in love with him and pregnant with his kid,” Jonah said. “The fae won’t attack me or anyone who helps me.”

He gave the others an impatient look. “Do you think we could talk about this after Ronin has healed Elora? She’s dying and doesn’t have time for this bullshit.”

“Jonah’s right,” Bren said. “Right now, I don’t give a fuck about the fae. All I care about is healing Elora before she dies.”

“Let’s go,” Ronin said.

He started forward, and Kat took his arm. “Ronin, wait.”

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