“More spell balls.”
“I thought you took everything to your new lab?”
“Not all of them.I sent most of the inventory I had at the lab to a client.I have some of the older ones in the closet and a few of my new inventions.”He didn’t mention he’d kept a stash at home on the off chance he was ever invaded.With his current run of luck, it was only a matter of time.”
“Get dressed and meet us outside.”
Quentin plucked at his plaid flannel shirt.“You don’t think this is the right look for meeting the council?”
“Maybe, if you were going for the cuddly but fierce approach?”
Quentin snickered.“I was thinking more along the lines of ‘plaid power.’”
Glenn laughed.“Get dressed.”
He grabbed Glenn’s wrist before he could get away and squeezed it.“Thanks, Glenn, I really appreciate this.”
“That’s what friends are for.”He freed himself from Quentin’s gentle grip and left the room.
Quentin opened the closet and sighed.Dozens of outfits filled the previously empty space.Outfits he didn’t buy.A quick check confirmed his greatest fear.
They were all his size.
“Sneaky asshole,” he muttered.
His annoyance faded a little when he found the pair of leather boots he’d admired in a magazine last week.Sturdy with silver buckles and grippy heels, they would look good walking into a business meeting or through a muddy forest.
Perfect for today.
“Maybe I’ll overlook your shopping spree,” he decided when he found a pretty blue T-shirt that went perfectly with a dark blue jacket and a pair of fancy jeans he had unearthed.When he slid the coat on, it hummed with residual magic.Jaks must’ve had it charmed for something.
He’d worry about that later.
He dressed in layers, uncertain of what he would find once he entered the woods.No matter what the council decided, Quentin would be getting his mother back.Before he left Jaks’s suite, he slipped his second-favorite messenger bag strap over his shoulder.He hoped his mother still had his bag where she was.She had confiscated it during their shopping trip.Maybe she could make use of the contents.
The twins were waiting for him by the front door.“Ready?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good, then let’s go.”
Quentin was feeling optimistic right until he opened his front door.
CHAPTER16
Unluckily, his porch was once more occupied.Damn, he knew he’d forgotten something.He hadn’t had the chance to set up extra protection around the house.He thought he would’ve felt someone on the property, but for some reason, the wards didn’t register Nikko at all.
Stepping outside, the wards shimmered around him as the vampire, he suspected, was Nikko, sat casually on his front stoop.
He’d be having words with the wards.
“Can I help you?”He made sure to sound as uninviting as possible.
The twins flanked his back, looking like particularly emo bodyguards, while Glenn hovered by his side, as if unsure whether to be involved or to run for safety.
Nikko raised an eyebrow at his escorts.“Glenn, my darling boy.Have you come to return to your sire?”
“You mean the man who turned me and abandoned me bleeding out in the bushes?That sire?No thanks.”
