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Geri's stomach rumbled."I'm fucking starving."

Ulric looked between Geri and Ezra."Are the cookies making him hungry?"

"I think he'd been hungry anyway."

"It's not the cookies?"Ulric didn't look as if he believed him, and Ezra shrugged.He couldn't say for sure.

Geri shoved one cookie after the other into his mouth until Ezra was starting toworry he'd give himself a stomach ache.He reached for the tray and held it away from Geri."Go eat real food."

"Why?I want more cookies."

He shook his head."No, you need food.You're hungry."

Geri stared at him."Yeah.I'd kill for a steak."

Ulric's eyes narrowed."Steak?"

"Meat, any meat will do."He stood and headed toward the door.

Ulric's gaze fastened on Ezra again."He needs meat?"

"Maybe he's low on protein."

Shaking his head, Ulric turned to Farkas but stilled with his mouth open.Ezra looked too.Farkas was fast asleep on the couch, his long legs hanging over the armrest.

Ulric spluttered."And he needed to sleep, I take it."

"You already knew he needed to sleep."

Nodding, Ulric rubbed his neck."He needs to eat.Why wasn't he hurrying out into the kitchen like Geri did."

"He most likely needed sleep more."Ezra pushed a sheet into the oven.

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The corridor smelled of cookies, and Rourke poked his head out of the office.He'd been able to focus better today, and he hadn't missed the smirks Due had given him.He refused to tell her she was right, that cuddling with Ezra in bed this morning had helped clear his mind.

Geri came heading in the direction of the office.

"Who's baking?"No one ever baked.

"Ezra.Magic cookies."Geri shook his head, but he was smiling.

"Magic cookies?Magic how?"

"Packed with magic."

Shit, this wasn't good."And you allowed him to?"

Geri shrugged."He was already baking when we got there.Didn't want to waste the cookies."

His pack was a bunch of idiots.No wonder they hadn't defeated the witches."You're kidding, right?"

"Nope."He grinned at Rourke."Don't worry.Ulric ate half the batch before he allowed anyone else a taste."

Fear gripped Rourke's heart."Is he okay?"Fuck, did it help to throw up when you'd eaten something laced with magic?

"Sure, mellow as fuck.You'd think he'd been smoking something.I guess he's been a bit high-strung lately."