Abel lifted his chin to Callum and moved to the young men. They shrunk from him, but he got that under control, thought fast, and sorted out the rest.

When he was done, he stepped back and looked to Callum. “They’re good to go.”

Callum nodded and turned to Ryon. “Get them out of here, let them loose, but put a human on them. The minute Miko’s clear, get eyes and ears on him.”

“Got it,” Ryon muttered, opened the door, motioned to some wolves beyond it, and they moved in.

Callum got close to Abel and they watched the men being moved out.

Once they were gone, Lucien finished his phone call and joined their huddle.

“Stephanie knows of this vampire. She’s never met him, but she’s not surprised he’s part of The True,” Lucien shared.

“They’re everywhere,” Abel muttered.

“This isn’t surprising,” Callum noted and held Abel’s eyes. “Lucky we have you so they don’t know that we do know.”

Shit had been extreme with the golem, but they’d made it through…because of Abel.

And now there was this, but they were turning the tables…because of Abel.

He could not say that this didn’t feel fucking great, but he didn’t share that with Lucien and Callum. All he did was again lift his chin.

“We’ll let that take its course, see what we can glean from it,” Callum continued. “You brief Moose on what’s been happening. Then we have an appointment to train.”

In other words, carry on as normal.

Abel could see going that way, not making a big deal out of what little they just gained so no one would get any hint they’d gained it, so he nodded.

“Once we know more, you’re likely up again,” Lucien warned him.

Abel didn’t have a problem with that. He’d had centuries of being able to do something that was huge, but it had no purpose except to make him feel like a freak.

Now it had purpose.

No, he had no problem with that.

“Whatever needs to get done,” he replied, before he asked, “Where’s Gregor?”

“Gregor’s distracted,” Callum told him. “Yuri moves on the coven this evening.”

Abel could see this too. Gregor and Yuri looked like brothers, but they were father and son. And since Yuri had been gone, Gregor had been like a man who was worried about his son. He had serious shit going on that he had to have a lock on, but most of his mind was in Texas with his boy.

If Abel had any doubts about Gregor, this would have satisfied them.

“Right,” Abel muttered, then stated, “I’ll talk to Moose. Then we’ll get on with shit.”

“Yes, then we’ll get on with shit,” Callum said on a smile.