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Noah pulled a necklace out from beneath his shirt.

“I’ll do it. You have no connection to this land,” Web said as he pulled his own necklace off. Liam spread the map on the hood of the car, and Noah offered a hand to stop it from fluttering.

“Noah is more accurate,” Liam said, which earned him a scowl from Web.

Noah glanced at Pan with a glint in his green eyes and a curve on his lips that he was starting to enjoy seeing. “Since the dragon is from Tariko, and Pan is one of their gods, we should offer him a prayer, too.”

“Sure.” Web nodded. He held his necklace over the map, eyes closed. “Ancient spirits who roam this land, and Pan from the dragon’s home world, if you can hear us, lead us to her so we may reunite her with her mate.” The pendant, which appeared to be some kind of tiny silver skull, began to spin.

Liam and Noah joined in with the next repetition of the prayer.

The tiniest buzz filled the air. He wanted to lick the magic off Noah’s tongue as fast as it formed. Noah lifted his eyebrows and rather pointedly glanced at the map.

Oh, his eyes must be flickering as his body tried to connect to magic. Pan pretended to study the map, with its different greens and lines.

The pendant made ever wider circles, and Web lowered his hand to a place beyond the hills and forest and in a farming area.

“Hmm. We might need to turn around and go there instead.” Web jabbed at the map.

“Dragons love farms for the easy hunting, but they prefer to live in woods and hills.” Pan looked at Noah, and all he wanted to do was kiss him while the buzz of magic was on his lips. “I want to see what Liam and Noah come up with. Please repeat your chant.”

“What?” Web snapped as if he wasn’t used to being questioned.

That made two of them.

Pan held his gaze until the human blinked. “Where I am from, magic is fickle, and it is often best to seek the wisdom of more than one. I might consult a Strega, as well as a god and also a hunter who can read the track left by prey and predator. Here, I have consulted a map, asked the vampire lord, and now I am asking three witches. My request was not meant to be offensive.” He smiled rather too sweetly, hoping that Web understood that Pan saw straight through his act.

Liam used his car keys to search and came up with a car park further up the blocked road. Web shook his head and sighed as if knowing this wasn’t Liam’s skill.

Noah took off his necklace, a silver chain with silver and turquoise fish hanging from the center. He held it over the map and murmured the prayer along with the others.

Pan bit his lip and curled his toes in the borrowed vampire boots to stop himself from walking around the hood of the car to take what he wanted—needed.

The fish spun in lazy circles, and then the tail began tugging in one direction as if dragging Noah’s hand and expecting him to follow. He did.

Pan exhaled. Nowthatwas a clear magic-led dousing. The craving in his soul intensified. Perhaps this is what incubi felt when they needed to feed. He wanted to lick every drop from Noah’s tongue and breathe the air from his lungs.

His dick hardened and throbbed, and for a couple of heartbeats, he wondered if he had become an incubus in the collapse. Was that even possible? He liked sex, but until today, he had never craved it with every cell in his body.

The fish hit the map. Still in the hills, though near water and a walking track. To be fair to Web, it was at least in that general direction. Though Pan suspected Web was not one for hiking, which is why he’d aimed for the farmland.

Now, he had three different locations to consider, and only one of them was correct. Given how close Liam’s result was to Noah’s, Pan was willing to bet Liam had a touch of magic too, though not enough for him to taste. Or at least not yet. Perhaps there was a way to encourage it?

What was perplexing was the way Liam and Noah seemed to look to Web for guidance for all things magical. When Web should be looking to Noah.

“What now?” Noah asked.

Pan pretended to consider the map, even though he believed Noah had found the dragon’s location. Or at least something that might lead them toward her. “Given that the car park Liam pointed to is closer than the farm Web pointed to, I think it makes sense to go to the car park first and then follow the trail to where Noah pointed. If we haven’t found any Tarikians or dragons, then we will need to backtrack and then drive through the farmlands.”

Web put his fist on his hip. “You’re leaving my location until last?”

“I am. Though if you and Liam want to take the car and go and check out the farms, please do. I advise that you stay away from the dragon if you find her, especially if she’s injured, and call Noah, as I’m the only one who can speak Dragon. I’m also the only one who knows anything about dragons and other Tarikians, so perhaps you want to listen to me.”

There was probably too much of an edge in his voice, given the way Web stepped back. But he still managed to pout as if expecting Pan to apologize.

Web would be waiting a fucking long time. It was lucky Pan had no magic, as he’d have far too much fun unleashing a punishment. Instead, Pan settled for a glare.

Liam folded the map so the relevant part was on top. “I’m going with the dragon whisperer.”