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“What the fuck?” Grigori managed.
Delaney laughed. “They’re keeping a low profile because everyone would go crazy if they knew the creators of the Council were alive, and they’re determined to only visit. We’d like them to reconsider and go for a permanent resurrection but so far, they’ll only commit to thinking about it.”
“Ihaveto meet them.”
“Show up for our second date, and I might be willing to arrange that.”
Grigori grinned. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
“I’d like your permission to kill you if you do. It would free me from having to ask someone with demonic blood to sever our matebond and allow me to find someone else all in one fell swoop.”
“A dark sorcerer with few people on the planet who can match his power wants me dead. I’m going to sleep really well tonight, Delsaurus.”
All Grigori got in response was the husky laugh he was growing addicted to. He rinsed out his bowl and put it in the dishwasher. Before leaving the kitchen, he made sure he didn’t leave a mess for Tigglesworth, then headed toward his bedroom. He was fully prepared to spend the wee hours of the morning talking to Delaney. Once he was settled against his pillow and stretched out over the mattress he said, “Okay, one by one, give me a rundown of your entire family.”
Chapter 11
Delaney yawned, then gulped down more coffee. He would forever associate the brew with his first date with Grigori. The vampire must have missed it, because he tried to concoct blood with the same taste, and his inspiration was Delaney.
“You’re so quiet today, and you’ve got circles under your eyes. I hope you weren’t up all night upset over your date,” Idris said. They were hanging out in Aleksander’s office. Delaney should be in the Dark Indigo office hard at work, but he doubted he could focus on anything. He was just too damn tired.
Pulling the mug away from his face, Delaney turned his head to meet a pair of remarkable bluish-purple eyes filled with concern. “I’m not upset. Grigori called me last night.” Delaney went on to explain why he was stood up and everything else he learned about Grigori.
“Well, now we know why Vadimas acted so weird when we asked him about meeting the scientists who created the almost-synthetic blood. Grigori sounds wonderful,” Idris enthused.
“We had a fun time on the phone. He’s not stuck up at all, and I love his sense of humor.”
“Let’s talk a little more about these racy vampire clubs. Does your family get to go?” Mac asked.
“I hope so, I simply must experience this,” Dra’Kaedan added.
“You do look damn fine in dragonskin pants,” Brogan told the warlock.
“I’m so glad you had a nice chat with Grigori. It sounds like you really like him,” Saura said.
“I do. I’m looking forward to dinner tonight. We’re doing a much more casual thing that apparently suits us both better. Although I’m not opposed to doing the fancy stuff—Grigori looks sexy in a tux.”
“He’s very handsome,” Idris agreed.
Before anyone could say anything else, Aleksander’s cell phone rang. He spoke briefly to whoever was on the other line, then hung up. “That was Drystan. He and Conley are heading over here with Alaric and Chander.”
“The Reverent Knights, Lich Sentinel, and Arch Lich are coming here in the middle of Council session? Something big must be going on,” Dre’Kariston observed.
“He didn’t give me any details. I told him they should all teleport into their bedrooms since my office has become some sort of a hang-out area,” Aleksander said,
“I know you’re aren’t about to complain about the company. You love us all,” Worth stated.
“I love everyone but you,” Aleksander teased. “You’re annoying.”
“Lies,” Worth retorted just as the four men they were expecting appeared in the doorway.
“Grab a seat if you can find one,” Aleksander invited.
“Who’s attending Council session for you guys?” Dra’Kaedan asked.
“Arvandus is sitting in for the fallen knights, and Albie’s there for the sentinels,” Alaric replied. Venerable Knight Arvandus Ruarc-Daray was one of two men second in command for the Order of the Fallen Knights. His mate, Skeleton Lord Albrecht, was one of the seven men who assisted the Lich Sentinel.
“Chand, what about the necros?” Dre’Kariston asked.
