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“Why would Silvanus have come out of hiding?” I ask.

Pyre shrugs. “I don’t know, but whatever his reasons, it’s buying us time. We need you, Dragan.” I’m quiet as I consider it. Pyre continues. “We could be at the southern outpost by dawn.”

They walk away and Myerdoth gives me a strange look—one that feels as if he can see inside my soul and I don’t like the feeling. “What?” I demand.

“I believe we should go and help,” he answers with a shrug.

“Ugh, fuck you, dickhead,” I respond as I glare at him. The gargoyle says nothing, but he walks away with a smirk on his face. The fucker.

I find Eilish leaning over the table in the main room of our headquarters. A map is spread across the table and a candle flickers beside it, casting enough light so she can read.

“You look busy,” I say, startling her.

Eilish’s smile is most beautiful when it’s aimed at me. She stands up straight and stretches her arms above her head, making her large breasts ride even higher. I can’t help but focus on them.

“You men are all the same,” she says with a laugh.

“You have perfect breasts… can you really blame me?”

She giggles and saunters over to me with swaying hips. She wraps her arms around my middle. “And you look grumpy.” She reaches up on her toes and kisses the tip of my nose. “What’s wrong?”

“Theren’s in trouble and the others want me to join his rescue party.” I take a big breath. “And I don’t fucking want to because I don’t fucking like Theren.”

She smiles up at me. “But are you going to, regardless?” The press of her curves causes my heart to thunder.

“Only if you ask me to.” My hand toys with a lock of her pale hair. She’s close enough to kiss, but I tease us both with just a faint brush of my lips.

“Then I’m asking you to, Dragan.”

I nod, not surprised, but I’m annoyed all the same. “What exactly are you asking?”

“I’m asking you to bring Theren here and we can decide together whether he’s guilty or not. But we should at least give him a chance.” She pauses. “You and I know how it feels to be manipulated by Morrigan.” She presses a soft kiss to my cheek and turns back around, returning to her work.

“You do that on purpose,” I say.

“What?” she asks as she remains bent over the table with her ass facing me.

“The way you bend over like that.”

“Oh, do you like it?” she continues with a giggle.

“You know I do.”

“Um, Dragan,” she starts, glancing over her shoulder at me.

“What?”

“Don’t you have somewhere to be or someone to rescue?”

“Yes, and when I return, you’re going to be the first person I visit.”

She turns around to face me before pulling herself up on the table so she’s sitting and facing me. Then she spreads her legs and I wish to fucking hell that she weren’t wearing pants. “Is that so?”

I take a few steps nearer her. “Yes, and however much bullshit Theren forces me to put up with, that’s how hard I’m going to fuck you.”

“Promises promises.”

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