handle her,” Con said.
Rhi rolled her eyes. She turned her attention to Kellan, because it was apparent that Kellan was either in charge of Denae’s safety, or he really did feel something. “I agree with Henry. If Denae is mortal, she needs to get away from here. The quicker, the better. Whether it is MI5 or something else, Dreagan isn’t safe right now.”
“Denae’s new identity is ready. I’m going to pick it up,” Rhys said as he started for the door. “Shall we meet at the docks?”
“An hour, Rhys,” Con called when Rhys hurried out of the office.
That same terrible—but powerful—magic tickled the edges of Rhi’s awareness. She closed her eyes and tried to determine which direction it was coming from. What she did know was that it was getting closer.
Her eyes snapped open to find the men’s gazes trained on her. She swallowed and once more turned to Kellan. “Get Denae out. Now.”
“What did you feel?” Con demanded.
She looked at him and said, “Something bad is closing in.”
Con took a deep breath and jerked his chin to Kellan. “Do as Rhi suggests. Banan, you and the others make sure all the mortals are away from Dreagan in less than an hour.”
“And you?” Rhi couldn’t help but ask.
“I’ll be here to greet whoever dares to come.”
She had seen him in battle firsthand. Constantine wasn’t anyone she would willingly tangle with if there were another option. She almost felt sorry for whoever came knocking on Dreagan’s door. Almost.
Despite the Fae and Kings despising each other, they actually agreed on their feelings for humans. They were untrustworthy and destroyed everything they got their hands on.
Well, most of them did, anyway. There were a few humans who were different.
“You’re still here,” Con said in his most condescending voice. “Why?”
Rhi said the first thing that popped into her mind. “Who says I ever came to help you? Did the thought never pop into your thick mind that I might be here to help Denae?”
That made Con frown—and worry. Which is exactly what she wanted. Score one for her!
Rhi walked out of the office, not surprised to find Kellan on her heels.
“Are you really here to help Denae?” he asked as they walked down the hall.
She shook her head. “I came because I wanted to alert all of you about what I felt. I probably should’ve come sooner. It’s just…”
“I know,” he said into her silence. “We could’ve been alerted to the fact MI5 had executed a secret mission on our land. And in my cave.”
“Ah. So that’s why you’re awake.” Then the realization about what he’d said settled in her mind. “They went to your cave? Why?”
“It’s something we all want to know. Denae was set up by her partner and they fought. She killed him, but he managed to wound her.”
“And you brought her to the manor.” Rhi rubbed her temple. “MI5 doesn’t have magic, Kell. How does any of this fit?”
“We doona know, but we want to make sure they doona succeed in whatever they’re planning.”
“And they’ll come for Denae.”
“Aye.”
“What is the plan?”
Kellan stopped and glanced at a door down the hall. “She’s requested a new identity so MI5 can no’ track her. She also knows what we are.”
Rhi’s eyes grew large as she halted. “Con let you show her?”
“Con is the one who showed her.”
She hooked her thumbs in her belt loops. “He’s going to use Guy to wipe her memories, isn’t he?”
“He is.”
“Then why show her?”
Kellan rubbed his jaw. “All I got from him is that he thought she might be hiding something else and by seeing who we are it might frighten her enough to tell us.”
“That man,” Rhi said with a roll of her eyes.
“Even if MI5 ever finds her, she willna be able to tell them anything after Guy wipes her memories. It’s for the best.”
“Kell, you’ve been asleep for a long time, but do you really believe MI5 would find their operative after endless
Rhi rolled her eyes. She turned her attention to Kellan, because it was apparent that Kellan was either in charge of Denae’s safety, or he really did feel something. “I agree with Henry. If Denae is mortal, she needs to get away from here. The quicker, the better. Whether it is MI5 or something else, Dreagan isn’t safe right now.”
“Denae’s new identity is ready. I’m going to pick it up,” Rhys said as he started for the door. “Shall we meet at the docks?”
“An hour, Rhys,” Con called when Rhys hurried out of the office.
That same terrible—but powerful—magic tickled the edges of Rhi’s awareness. She closed her eyes and tried to determine which direction it was coming from. What she did know was that it was getting closer.
Her eyes snapped open to find the men’s gazes trained on her. She swallowed and once more turned to Kellan. “Get Denae out. Now.”
“What did you feel?” Con demanded.
She looked at him and said, “Something bad is closing in.”
Con took a deep breath and jerked his chin to Kellan. “Do as Rhi suggests. Banan, you and the others make sure all the mortals are away from Dreagan in less than an hour.”
“And you?” Rhi couldn’t help but ask.
“I’ll be here to greet whoever dares to come.”
She had seen him in battle firsthand. Constantine wasn’t anyone she would willingly tangle with if there were another option. She almost felt sorry for whoever came knocking on Dreagan’s door. Almost.
Despite the Fae and Kings despising each other, they actually agreed on their feelings for humans. They were untrustworthy and destroyed everything they got their hands on.
Well, most of them did, anyway. There were a few humans who were different.
“You’re still here,” Con said in his most condescending voice. “Why?”
Rhi said the first thing that popped into her mind. “Who says I ever came to help you? Did the thought never pop into your thick mind that I might be here to help Denae?”
That made Con frown—and worry. Which is exactly what she wanted. Score one for her!
Rhi walked out of the office, not surprised to find Kellan on her heels.
“Are you really here to help Denae?” he asked as they walked down the hall.
She shook her head. “I came because I wanted to alert all of you about what I felt. I probably should’ve come sooner. It’s just…”
“I know,” he said into her silence. “We could’ve been alerted to the fact MI5 had executed a secret mission on our land. And in my cave.”
“Ah. So that’s why you’re awake.” Then the realization about what he’d said settled in her mind. “They went to your cave? Why?”
“It’s something we all want to know. Denae was set up by her partner and they fought. She killed him, but he managed to wound her.”
“And you brought her to the manor.” Rhi rubbed her temple. “MI5 doesn’t have magic, Kell. How does any of this fit?”
“We doona know, but we want to make sure they doona succeed in whatever they’re planning.”
“And they’ll come for Denae.”
“Aye.”
“What is the plan?”
Kellan stopped and glanced at a door down the hall. “She’s requested a new identity so MI5 can no’ track her. She also knows what we are.”
Rhi’s eyes grew large as she halted. “Con let you show her?”
“Con is the one who showed her.”
She hooked her thumbs in her belt loops. “He’s going to use Guy to wipe her memories, isn’t he?”
“He is.”
“Then why show her?”
Kellan rubbed his jaw. “All I got from him is that he thought she might be hiding something else and by seeing who we are it might frighten her enough to tell us.”
“That man,” Rhi said with a roll of her eyes.
“Even if MI5 ever finds her, she willna be able to tell them anything after Guy wipes her memories. It’s for the best.”
“Kell, you’ve been asleep for a long time, but do you really believe MI5 would find their operative after endless
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