Those seven didn’t know either. They’d had their mission and that was all they had. Abel had gotten that information out of them the night before.

Though, there were more golem allied with The True, and what they were up to was anyone’s guess.

“Do you fear for your safety?” the voice asked.

“They have no idea I’m True,” Patricio replied.

“Then do your job,” the voice ordered. “Watch. Listen. Report. If we have anything for you, we’ll be in contact.”

“Right,” Patricio said into the phone, but he was talking to no one. The voice on the other line was gone.

You’re needed, Abel, immediately. In the hall. Keep Patricio in his room as you leave.

This came into his head in Lucien’s voice, the first time he’d done that to Abel, and Abel tensed when it started. Then he gave his orders to Patricio and walked out of the room, seeing Lucien just outside the door.

Lucien caught his eyes and immediately moved down the hall, doing it quickly, his body language communicating urgency.

Abel followed in the same way.

Lucien only stopped when they were all the way down the hall and had descended half a flight of stairs.

“What?” Abel asked before Lucien could say anything.

“Moose has returned,” Lucien told him.

“Shit,” Abel clipped, his stomach tightening. “Is he okay?”

“He’s perfectly fine. The three humans he brought with him, however, are not.”

Abel stared at the vampire.

“Come,” Lucien murmured and again began to descend the stairs.

Abel followed all the way to the front door, out it, down the steps, and to an SUV that had a wolf behind the wheel.

Lucien got in the backseat and Abel angled in beside him.

They barely closed their doors before the wolf hit the gas.

He turned to Lucien. “Wanna tell me what’s goin’ on?”

“I don’t know,” Lucien replied. “This was called in. They didn’t give details, just asked for us to come to where Moose is and where they’re holding the humans. Callum was out with his wolves and he’s on his way. We’ll be at the barracks where they’re holding them shortly.”

Abel nodded.

“Did you get anything from Patricio?” Lucien asked.

Abel shook his head. “Nothin’. Worse, tried to get him to press for info, but the minute he did, they shut him down. Patricio reported it was like we knew there was an attack coming, and with the other one out of the picture, they can’t know which one gave it up. But if Patricio pushes when that’s not his normal gig, they might turn to thinkin’ it’s him. We gotta be cool with that.”

“Annoying,” Lucien murmured, his eyes drifting to the windshield.

“Any word from Serena?” Abel asked, and Lucien gaze returned to him.

“Not that I know of.”

“Annoying,” Abel muttered.