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“Like the Elder’s and the unicorn mark thing,” Raiden adds. “There’s more, but those are the ones that are at the top of the list, underneath finding out what we can about angels.”

“I still can’t wrap my head around the whole unicorn thing,” Coen says, staring at the bracelet on Neith’s wrist. She showed him the mark when she was explaining about it. “I thought that they were a myth.”

“I’m pretty sure we all thought that to be honest,” River agrees, “but if anyone was going to meet a unicorn and get a mysterious mark from it, then it was going to be Neith.”

“Absolutely,” I agree wholeheartedly.

Neith frowns ever so slightly, looking absolutely fucking adorable as she asks, “Should I be offended by that?”

“Definitely not, Love,” Coen replies, as he drops a kiss onto the top of her head that instantly wipes away her frown, and replaces it with a soft smile instead.

“Alright, getting back on track,” Evander grins. “Are we all agreed that we’re going to wait to look into Kyrous until we have dealt with some of our more pressing matters?”

“Yeah, I think that’s the way it’s going to have to be,” Neith agrees. “I want to go and find out what happened to him right now. But the logical side of me knows that isn’t the best idea, and that we need to sort out other things first.”

Neith

The need to find out what really happened to Kyrous is pretty fucking strong, but it can wait. It’s going to have to. Looking around at the others, it actually makes me feel better to know that they all appear to feel the same way that I do, and that they are struggling with it as well.

“Agreed,” Reed replies.

We’re all silent for a moment. My mind moves to Kyrous, we have no idea what he even looks like, and it fascinates me that despite not even knowing the basic things about him, just how much that it matters to me that we find out what happened to him.

“When did you guys speak to Ty?” Raiden asks suddenly in the silence.

I’m more than glad to be pulled from my thoughts. Kyrous makes me feel sad, and then it gets complicated.

Doc grins, and reaches into his back pocket, “Shit, I got immediately distracted when I came back, and I completely forgot to give you these.”

Chapter Eight

Neith

He gets up and hands a small pile of things to Coen.

Coen takes it from him and asks curiously, “What’s all this?”

“That is your badge that officially puts you on our team, and your bank card, that Ty loaded with everything that you should have been paid, but that Kylen stole from you,” Doc explains.

Coen’s expression is full of shock and happiness. “Wow, thank you. It could have waited.”

Doc’s voice is firm as he replies, “No, it really couldn’t.”

“Thank you,” Coen says again.

My heart melts. I don’t know what happened, but there was obviously a conversation had, where Coen told Doc that he had no access to his well-earned money, and we all know that he only has one bag of stuff, so Doc fixed that. These men are fucking amazing, and I find myself incredibly grateful that I found my way to them.

They continue to surprise me, in the best kinds of ways.

Doc nods and then moves to sit back where he was, but before he can, I grab his hand. River throws a pillow on the floor next to him and pats it. Doc grins as he sits down between my legs, and my fingers immediately find their way into his hair, as I start playing with it, he immediately relaxes.

“Oh, Ty said that he’s dealing with Jamie and Rupert. I told him what you told us about Fetrick. He said that if there’s anything that you want to tell him, give him a message, and he’ll deal with it.”

Coen nods, “Yeah, I can do that. I might just need to borrow someone’s phone.”

I nod, I’m not going to ask. I’m pretty sure that we can just assume by this point that Kylen didn’t let him have one.

“You can use mine,” I offer.

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