I wasn’t denying that. I remembered the words the scary-ass thing had spoken. “It seemed to think I was dangerous and was sending me to Faerie to die.” I looked between my friends. “The Four said that dragon marked can’t die, so… what was that all about?”

Louis answered: “Just because nothing on Earth can kill you, doesn’t mean nothing in Faerie can.”

And suddenly the jinn’s actions moved up to another level of deadly.

On that ominous note from Louis, we started to trudge toward the main part of the community. I was actually looking forward to the death ride up in the elevator, just so I could fall into bed. Even food wasn’t number one on my mind, although I wouldn’t say no to a piece of cake if it landed in front of me. My stomach rumbled then, as if it had been slumbering and my thoughts had awoken the beast.

My eye started to roam over Jacob and Louis, as if I could discern their secrets with a glance. “Did you bring me any cake?”

I growled and Jacob actually paused. “She’s got that look on her face again.” His tone was as wary as it should be in these circumstances.

Louis’ laughter rang out, breaking whatever tension had been layering our group since we ran into each other in Faerie. Braxton even joined in, his deep tones sending those tingles down my spine. These two supernaturals were so powerful that to watch them together, well, it was beyond captivating. Jacob could hold his own with almost any other supe in the world, but he was not of the level of Braxton and Louis.

With another chuckle, Louis waved his hand, and in the blink of an eye he was holding a medium sized white plate. Resting on it was heaven. Chocolate … and caramel … with flakes of dark chocolate coating the side.

He held it out to me and I actually drooled a little. “I’m sure they won’t miss this in the dessert shop,” the sorcerer said, and he rapidly moved up my list of favorite people in the world. He might be in the top ten now.

Wait a minute … there was a dessert shop?

I pounced on the cake. The first bite crumbled in my mouth and I had to close my eyes. It was so good that it took every part of my control to not shove the entire thing in in one go. Rich creaminess danced across my tongue, the bitterness of dark chocolate tempered by the velvety ganache and caramel filling.

Holy shit.

My eyes flew open to find three males staring at me. Each expression was a little different, and I was reading a hell of a lot in those gazes.

“You will be showing me which shop this comes from,” I warned Louis. He had created a monster. I was hooked.