We repeated this three more times, one of them being with Dad’s female vampire buddy, Ursula (who was clean, thank God), before it happened.

Caleb escorted the vampire in. Abel mind-controlled him to his seat. He got his eyes. I turned on the video camera.

And Abel started his questions.

“Are you a traitor to The Three?”

“Yes,” the vampire said, and my body went solid as my eyes shot to the man in the chair.

He was handsome, all lean muscle, tall like all vampires, and he had thick brown hair that was two shades down from dark but not light. I’d look twice at him, but then again, I hadn’t seen a vampire I wouldn’t look at twice. On the vamp scale of hot, hotter, hottest (the last being Abel and Lucien, and maybe Yuri), he was in the “hotter” zone.

I felt Abel’s tension, as well as Caleb’s, as Abel repeated, “You’re a traitor to The Three?”

“Yes,” the vampire said again.

“Did you provide information to the enemy of The Three about our meeting with the vampire Cosmo this morning?” Abel asked.

“Yes,” the vampire said.

Abel looked to Caleb and Caleb moved to the door. He went out. Stephanie came in and closed the door behind her.

Her eyes never left the vampire in the chair as her mouth hissed, “Is it him?”

“Yep,” Abel answered, his word casual, his tone and stance not.

I tried to decide whether to edge toward my man, which would mean passing an obviously pissed off Stephanie, but didn’t come to a decision before Stephanie pinned me to the spot by looking at me.

“Are you taping?” she asked.

I quickly looked to the camera, ascertained all was well, turned back to her, and nodded.

“How did you become aware of the meeting this morning?” Abel asked the vampire.

“My room is next to Ursula’s,” the vampire answered, and Abel’s eyes shot to me.

Dad’s vampire. He heard them talking during their festivities.

Shit.

I gave Abel big eyes.

Abel looked back to the vampire. “You listened.”

“Yes.”

“Did you use any electronic devices to do this?” Abel continued.

“I don’t need to,” the vamp told Abel something he knew.

“At any time did you use any devices of any kind to learn anything about The Three?” Abel pushed.

“No.”

“Were you placed here by the enemy?” Abel went on.

“We aren’t the enemy; we’re true immortals,” the vampire stated. “True immortals know it’s against our nature to follow rules, be lorded by laws, forced to hide ourselves, our power, our dominance. We are all rulers. Kings and queens. Lesser beings are meals. Playthings. Drones. They exist to serve us and the time has finally come for the true immortals to take their rightful place as overlords of humanity.”