Page 52 of The Black Rider

“I hope you have everything on here for mass production.”

“We are pretty well stocked.”

“Are you growing mistletoe as I asked?”

Valentina rolled her eyes.

“Yes. It takes up valuable space, and someone has punched more than one of my male scientists in the face for trying to kiss under it.”

“Good, because you’ll need it for the vaccine and killing serum.”

“I told the other labs to grow it too. They’ve bitched about how it takes up space for things we could grow to make remedies. You seriously found a way to end this with mistletoe?”

“Yeah, I did. Make sure you follow the steps exactly, or it won’t work.”

Valentina punched him in the arm.

“What kind of scientist do you think I am? I’m getting back to the lab so we can start on this right away.”

Almost as soon as she was out the door, there was a pop of light, and what had to be Dice appeared. Aeron had pale blond hair, but Dice’s hair was pure white and spiked up into a mohawk. He was wearing nothing but black leather trousers and rainbow suspenders. As Aeron and Leif said, he had a toothpick in his mouth.

He walked straight up to me until our chests were practically pressed against each other. He smelled like leather and patchouli. He smelled fucking amazing.

“Hey,” he said in a low sexy voice. He flipped his toothpick over just using his mouth. “I hear we are having an orgy.”

I poked his chest with my fingers.

“No orgies!”

“Settle down, sweetie. I’m not the Harbinger who painted it. I hear you’ve got a problem with pyrotechnics. We can work on that while I work on my delivery device.”

“What about your radio show?”

“I’m an angel. I can do all three. I’ll serenade you to beautiful music while building my devices and teaching you about your angel side. And I’ll make it fun too,” Dice said, winking at me.

I had a feeling I was in so much trouble when I came to the Horseman of War. And I was looking forward to every minute too.