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Story: Witch's Moon

“Well, we sometimes get visions of the future, but that’s more Gina and Catrin’s thing than mine.”

A pulse thumped in his head, matching time with the one that pounded in his groin. He needed to be alone to try to ease some of the painful pressure in his cock.

“So,” he said, “I’ve told you what I know. It’s probably time for you to leave.”

She shook her head. “You’ve told me nothing I didn’t already know, and I’m not going anywhere until you tell me how to find your father.”

He sat back in his chair and sighed. “Then I guess you’re not going anywhere.”

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Regan felt almost sorry for him.

No, shedidfeel sorry for him. She also felt sorry for herself. Her whole body throbbed, her sex swollen with need, and if she closed her eyes, she had an instant flashback to the way his body had filled hers that morning they had made love in the forest.

She knew she could have him. When she’d used the glamour, he could have been hers for the taking—she’d sensed his desperate need. But her whole being rejected the idea of using magic for her own ends. It went against everything she believed in.

On top of that, she was pissed off with him.

Caleb could help her if he wanted to. He was just being stubborn, denying he was a part of all this. She needed to find a way to make him cooperate. She picked up her coffee, drained the cup, and slammed it on the desk between them. “You need to accept what you are.”

His eyes narrowed. “You don’t know what I am.”

“And neither do you, apparently.”

A look of resignation settled on his face. “Catrin told you?”

“Yes. You say you’ve always believed you were half human; well, not any longer.”

“What did she tell you?” He had to admit he was curious. And shit-scared.

“She said you didn’t know what you were, and you weren’t interested in finding out.”

He pursed his lips. “I met your brother-in-law.”

“That must have been fun.”

“He offered to drink my blood.”

She raised a brow. “Kinky.”

“Not according to him. He said he could taste what I was. I declined the offer.”

“Instead, you’ll carry on pretending you’re human?” She gazed blankly out of the window behind him, fighting her anger. Then she sighed, and the tension drained from her. “Well, whatever you are, for now we’re stuck with each other.”

He nodded, looking no happier with the situation. “So did you learn anything useful from this Council?”

“No. There was no one there to talk to, but I’m going back later. Catrin told me that Darius is going to look into what you might be—should be interesting.”

“Why would he do that? It’s none of his goddamn business.”

“Duh—your father is involved in a conspiracy to take over the world. I think that makes you the Council’s business.”

“Darius works for the Council?”

“Hmm, didn’t I mention that? And it’s run by his son-in-law.”

“He has a daughter? I thought he and Gina were newlyweds.”