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“Any information about the hex has been erased from the internet.” I make an effort to be vague, but it’s useless.

“Delegates,” he says in monotone.

Mitri has zero tact. I should have remembered.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” I sigh and look back at Ben. He’s leaning against the front of the car, watching us. I know he can hear us clearly from this distance. He finished the snack too fast, though.

“Four of them are dead now. We’ll be getting a new shipment of them soon enough,” Kimi smiles sweetly at Mitri.

“Just as corrupt as the others, I bet,” I mutter and crack my neck to ease the tension building there.

“They could be decent,” Ben calls back with a smile.

“How can you be so damn terrifying and an optimist, Ben?” I ask at a normal volume.

“Just lucky,” he shrugs.

I snort a laugh and shake my head.

The silent debate I have going on in my head weighs the pros and cons of simply going to the TGT house and seeing how far gone the rest are. I could find out if the Delegates are behind the missing people.

“Having a full team to help find the people you’re looking for would be a huge advantage.”

I slowly roll my eyes to Mal and narrow them.

He crosses his arms and gives me a level three glare back.

“King or Iris could remember the investigations. We’d be skipping a few steps.”

Damn him.

It doesn’t help that Sparky is bouncing on the line connecting him to King and shedding sparks. Reminding me that this isn’t just an idle conversation for the dragon. His mate is in trouble. Mal would have died from whatever this spell is. How bad could it be for the other two?

If it’s even possible to save the assholes, I want to. Because I’m an idiot.

I rub a tired hand over my face and groan with frustration.

“It’ll be fine, baby,” he calls out, somehow knowing exactly where my thoughts have gone.

“You can stay home, eternal optimist,” I shake my head. “I don’t want you wandering around a mind control palace.”

“I hear you,” he nods and smiles. “I just don’t care. I’m going.”

“You are not going to the house of bullshit lies,” I begin in a warning tone, but he interrupts me.

“My balls stay where they are, and I’m going.” He holds up his hand, displaying his ring proudly.

“But neutering you would be good for your health,” I snark back and walk over to him.

“The fuck?” Mal barks and stalks after me.

“It might keep him from pissing everywhere, too,” Kimi chimes in, and I frown.

Ben grins at the psycho, “What’s wrong? Too potent for you?”

Kimi makes a sound like he’s coughing up a hairball that’s vaguely familiar. I turn to look between the two of them in disgust. “Idon’twant to know.”

“What’s the plan?” Ben asks as he opens the door for me.