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“Yes, the lord of the city. They ruled, and the dragon protected it. We need to find our people and help them.”

The dragon made several clicks and coos, which Silas responded to before speaking in English. “We also need to find the dragon’s missing mate.” He nodded at the dragon, and the dragon wiggled like an oversized, scaley cat. “They mate for life, and he is distraught.”

“I’m sure we can help find a dragon. They’re very large,” Nan said. “And hard to misplace.”

Noah shot Nan a glare for involving them in the missing dragon problem. They were so going to be eaten.

“We would be most grateful.” Silas smiled, and the sun broke through the clouds and warmed Noah from the bones outward.

“Can I ask what you are…or are you also a vampire?” Nan gave Noah a nudge toward the door.

Silas laughed, and the heat in Noah’s bones thrummed through his blood and settled in his groin. The man had horns and was committing more than one fashion crime. He should not be getting hard.

He shoved the key into the lock and turned it, but he hesitated before opening the door. What if there were vampires in the pub? They might have opened the door and made themselves at home.

Shit.

Three sets of eyes watched him, waiting for him to step inside.

“Please don’t let me be eaten by vampires,” he muttered.

“Vampires ask first, and most people enjoy being bitten,” Silas said, as if that was somehow helpful. “And to answer your question, Linda, I am an incubus.”

“Well, it’s very nice to meet you and your dragon.” She used her very polite, befriend the newcomer voice so as not to scare him off. Give her a day, and she’d be giving Silas all the gossip like they’d known each other for twenty years.

“He’s not mine. But I said I’d find help search for his mate. Is the door stuck, Noah?”

Noah’s toes curled in his runners. His name on the man’s lips sounded like a purr of pleasure. What was an incubus? He knew the answer; if he hadn’t been worried about vampires, he might’ve been able to yank it out of the dark corner of his mind where it was hiding.

He pushed open the door slowly, and when he saw no one blocking the doorway, he stepped in and punched in the code to stop the alarm from going off. The battery light wasn’t flashing. “We have power.”

“That’s good news. Come on. I’ll show you where the door to the palace is, Silas.”

“Thank you. Your kindness is much appreciated and will be remembered.”

Nan and Silas followed Noah into the dim pub.

“Then I’ll put on some tea in case the vampires want some. They must be in shock. I was when the palace appeared. Do vampires drink tea? Or do they only drink blood?”

Noah stared at his grandmother. Was she freaking out on the inside, or was this a game or an exciting adventure for her? How far was she willing to go to learn everything about the new arrivals?

She paused. “Do you drink tea, Silas?”

Silas paused for a moment as if unsure what to do with the offer. Perhaps he was still in shock or expecting to be attacked, not offered tea. “I do…and so do vampires.”

“Noah, why don’t you show Silas the door, and I’ll make the tea.”

Oh great, leave him alone with the sex demon. He remembered what an incubus was.

Silas gave him that brilliant smile, and Noah’s insides melted as his dick hardened. He should not be attracted to a demon in an ugly fur coat. Maybe the fur coat was the height of fashion where he was from, but the bright green Wellington boots on his feet looked far too human.

“Do you have food to go with the tea?” Silas was still looking at him even though the question was for Nan.

Nan tilted her head. “Of course we do… Oh, you’ve spent all night outside with the dragon and haven’t had anything to eat. Do you need a bite before you talk to the vampires?”

Silas put his hand over his heart. “If you could spare something, I would greatly appreciate it.”

“I’ll show him where the door is and bring him back,” Noah said, not wanting to be near the door to the vampire palace when Silas knocked. Fairies might have been better than vampires.