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Brooklyn didn’t belong in his world.

Yet right now, she was deep in one of the most dangerous missions they’d ever done.

Logan had to pretend he didn’t care. Had to ignore her pain coming through the bond that they’d formed. One that he was trying really fucking hard to pretend didn’t exist.

Fuck.

I’m in love with her.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

Brayden strode into the Dufort Hotel restaurant and spotted his warriors immediately.

“Why is Ben everywhere?” Craig groaned, but Brayden saw the curve of his lips.

“You hired him.”

“I was manipulated,” Craig grunted.

As they walked up to the males, Kurt stood and greeted them both with a warrior’s handshake.

Marcus followed and Ben lowered his head as expected if he were greeting his prince.

However, Brayden asked his warriors to treat him as the captain on a day-to-day basis. There was no time for royal bullshit in war. Today, though, he suspected his warriors were emotional seeing him after he’d gone rogue. The glisten in all their eyes told him he was right.

Brayden’s chest filled with pride and a huge dose of gratitude for these males. Their loyalty and friendship was everything.

He glanced around as Logan joined them.

“My prince.” The warrior dipped his head also, but Brayden didn’t miss the stress around his eyes.

A concern for another day.

Or perhaps his uncle, given the assassin worked for Ari. Those lines were getting blurred in this new world of theirs.

Regardless, Logan was a Moretti vampire. Both he and Vincent cared deeply for all the members of their race. It was in their DNA.

“Logan,” Brayden replied, and sat down in one of the deep armchairs. “Good to see you.”

“As it is you.” The warrior smiled and sat.

“Boys,” Craig said, sitting nearby.

“Told ya before, big guy. I’m all man,” Ben chimed.

“Not today, Ben.” Kurt grunted, rolling his eyes. “So what’s the plan?”

Brayden rocked his neck. “Ari has updated me on your strategy. It’s a good one. Slight change. We’re joining you.”

“Good,” Marcus said, lifting his ankle to his knee.

“So, the human? Brooklyn.” Brayden rubbed his head and glanced at Logan as he cleared his throat. “She works at BioZen.”

“Did.” Logan grunted and Kurt nodded when Brayden slid his eyes back to the senior SLC.

“She’ll enter the premises tomorrow during daylight, then let us in after hours,” Ben said, popping some corn chips into his mouth and crunching.

“Mouth closed dude.” Craig shook his head.