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I got up. “I’ve heard the name, but I’m still learning about the Breeds I know. Why?”

He folded one arm across his middle and pinched his beard. “I know of a Gemini. Not a friend, but more of a friend of a friend. They’re a rare Breed.”

“What’s your point?”

He lifted his gaze. “They have an uncanny knack for predicting things. No one knows exactly how much they can see or sense, but people pay them good money for advice.”

I snorted. “Advice? Like the Dear Abby of immortals? Give me a break.”

“I don’t know if he’ll even see you, and if he does, I don’t know how much he’ll tell you. They can be rather infuriating, only giving away just enough details to influence the future. Or not influence. I’ve never quite figured that one out.”

“And you believe them?”

“Jaysus wept. Your friend just flew out the door, and you fought bears with lightning bolts coming from your fingertips. I never took you for a skeptic.”

I shrugged. “It just seems like if there was a Breed who could see into the future, they wouldn’t be so rare. Couldn’t they see their own extinction?”

“They were hunted. It’s a wonder any of us are here, and that’s why we keep our gifts to ourselves. Maybe it’s a bad idea,” he said decisively, marching up the stairs.

Curious, I followed. “Wait a second, if he can help us, why not? I’m up for trying a mystical fortune-teller. Does he use a crystal ball?”

When Christian hit the landing, he turned. “Andthat’swhy I’m not so sure it’s a good idea. You can’t make this one angry.”

“I make everyone angry.”

“Aye, but a Gemini won’t be amused by your insolence. There’s something dark inside them, and if you anger them, they’ll hunt you until the end of time. The beast is sated only by blood. I’ve heard about them in stories; they’re not to be trifled with even if they’ve mastered the art of switching off their emotions. They have few friends because no one wants to get that close to a Gemini. If you break their trust, it might cost you your life.”

“I’ve got a lot of people hunting my ass down. What would make him any different?”

Christian’s gaze darkened. “They’ll kill everyone that stands in their way. Gemini are the things of nightmares—they’re the Big Bad Wolf in our world. You know how Claude gets when he flips his switch? Imagine that for centuries until they see you dead. They’re very old, to be sure, and every bit as strong as a Vampire. I’ve heard they’re perceptive to emotions, like a Sensor.”

I gripped the railing. “Are they the origin Breed? Do they also shift into an animal?”

“I don’t know, Raven. They guard their secrets.”

“But you think your friend might help us?”

“He’s not my friend. But if you’re looking for advice on whether or not to pursue this case, he’d be the one to ask.”

“Then we have to do it. Call him up and arrange a meeting. I’ll pay.”

“I’ll speak with him,” he said, turning on his heel.

I caught up and tugged Christian’s shirt. “I’llspeak to him. This is my case.”

Christian chuckled softly. “You’ll have us killed with your sharp tongue.”

“If it’s that dangerous, I promise to behave.”

“You’re incapable of keeping that promise.”

“That’s not true. You have more of a temper than I do.”

“It’s not your temper I’m worried about. It’s your tongue.”

I wrapped my arms around his waist from behind and held him still. “The same tongue that’s going to be all over your cock tonight?”

He stiffened. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”