Chapters (31)
- Author’s Note
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Epilogue
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She looked back to him, then back to those on and around the couch, dipping her head in a small bow before she followed Gregor to the door.
“We hope we hear from your son and his mate soon, Mrs. Jin, and further, I have the opportunity actually to share tea with you on some occasion in the not-so-distant future,” Gregor said as farewell at the door.
“We share this hope, Mr. Gregor,” she replied. She looked to the room, nodded to Yuri, then moved out the door Gregor had opened.
He closed it behind her, and when he turned to the room, Sonia noted, “I think that went well.”
“It did, mostly, outside my son needing to learn some diplomacy,” Gregor returned, his eyes to Yuri.
“I do believe, Father, that my defense of one of my brethren was not taken negatively by that human,” Yuri retorted.
“You couldn’t know that when you opened your mouth,” Callum put in with annoyance.
“No, but it’s done and it caused no harm so there’s no point in discussing it now,” Yuri shot back.
“This is true, Cal,” Sonia said quietly.
Callum’s jaw got hard, which meant he kept his mouth shut.
Yuri turned to his father. “We know nothing about this hybrid. We don’t even know his name. He’s entirely off the grid to the point he’s wind. We can trace that family to Daytona. To Dallas. To Pittsburgh. Through this, he doesn’t exist, not in any of those places.”
“You can well imagine, considering it’s clear Mrs. Jin and her sons are loyal to him and wish him safe, why they would take precautions that his true nature not be discovered. We, ourselves, move frequently so that those around us will not come to realize that we don’t age,” Gregor replied.
“What I’m saying is, we do not know this hybrid. We don’t know his mate. We don’t know his nature. We don’t know their strengths or weaknesses or what they’re currently planning, including a possible attack on us, not to mention fleeing,” Yuri returned. “We should send a human, at least, to keep an eye on that restaurant.”
“Do you not think with the extreme care they’re taking in protecting their son and brother that they wouldn’t notice a human doing something like this?” Gregor asked. “The only reason you knew where he stayed was that you moved about that building and smelled him. In their state, with what befell them three nights ago, I do not wish to think what reaction they would have to any threat, vampire, wolf, or human, including us, which they’ve made clear they perceive as a threat. We need to establish trust, Yuri, not shed blood.”
“Knowledge is power, Father,” Yuri remarked.
“We need know nothing except they are the last of The Sacred Triumvirate,” Gregor stated calmly.