“He is fae,” Moira said as if that explained everything.
“I don’t think he likes Caelan.”
Moira’s eyebrows rose. “I don’t think he actively hates him.”
“Right, but I’m getting a major vibe from him that says he may not hate him, but he doesn’t think the Lord is appropriate for me.”
Moira waved her hand in dismissal. “Meh. That’s what fathers do. No one is ever good enough for their little girl.”
I shook my head. “There’s something coming. Something bad.”
Moira’s amusement faded. “Evie?”
I pressed a hand to my stomach. “I can’t explain it, but I can feel it.”
“Then I believe you.” Moira reached for my hand. “Whatever it is, we’ll face it together.”
“How about we do a little spying this weekend on the swans?”
“Already done. I’ve gone out there to check things out.”
“Wait. When?”
She fluttered a hand at herself. “You forget what I am. I go zoom zoom, very fast. No need for a car or plane.”
“See anything interesting?”
Moira snorted. “Lots of bird shit, but nothing concrete.”
“Damn. How are we supposed to find out who knows about me?”
“Simple. We break in.”
I started laughing, but Moira’s expression didn’t change. “You can’t be serious. Break into ashifterKeep?”
Moira grinned. “Why not? Their sense of smell is shit. Swans rely on hearing and vision. It will be dark and they’ll be sleeping. We’re both quiet as mice. They’ll never expect a vampire and someone like you to show up. We’ll be in and out before they realize a thing.”
I thought about it. “You’re done screwing with the Lords?”
“We’ve got better things to do now. There will always be time left to screw with them, but you’re more important.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “What do you say? You want to go swan hunting?”
Hmm. “Why the hell not?”
“I’ll meet you at your house at ten p.m. Good?”
“As long as Caelan isn’t there.”
“Text me if he is.”
“I’ll bring coffee. You bring snacks.”
Moira grinned. “Done.”
“Fine.” I tossed a bunch of flowers at her. “In the meantime, we have work to do.”
Just as I expected,Caelan was sitting on my porch when I got home.
The moment I shut the car off, his eyes glowed the golden glow of his magic. He rose, his lean form filled with power and grace.
