“Time to get your lazy ass out of bed,” Declan replied as he sauntered into the foyer with Saxon following him.
“We just finished a patrol,” Saxon said. “And we’ve received word some of the hunters spotted Joseph last night.”
Killean’s irritation over them arriving so early vanished. The end of his and Simone’s reprieve was coming sooner than he expected. “Where?”
“At a bar in Plymouth,” Saxon said.
“Are they sure?”
“Yes.”
“Shit.” Killean closed the door behind Saxon and leaned against it. “Were any of the turned hunters with him?”
Declan set the bags on the ground before facing him. “They only saw Joseph, and they lost him before they could learn if anyone else was with him.”
“Shit,” Killean said again.
“That about sums it up,” Declan agreed.
“Ineedback in the fight.”
“Not our decision to make.”
Declan strolled over to the stairs and settled onto one. Drawing his knees up, he propped his elbows on them while he studied Killean.
“What?” Killean asked, annoyed by Declan’s scrutiny.
He’d long been aware Declan possessed an ability none of them did. What that ability was precisely, he didn’t know, and he didn’t care when Declan focused it on someone else. However, he didn’t like Declan’s piercing attention directed at him.
“You are happier and calmer,” Declan said. “It’s good to see.”
“That’s because he’s finally getting some action,” Saxon said.
“Don’t talk about her like that!” Killean snarled as he took a threatening step toward Saxon.
Saxon had stood by him the most throughout all of this, but he wouldn’t tolerate anyone speaking about Simone with anything less than complete respect.
Saxon held up his hands. “Sorry. Momentary lapse of sanity; I forgot how cranky you mated vamps get.”
Some of Killean’s irritation waned when he smelled Simone approaching before she appeared in the doorway. She stared at Saxon and Declan before looking questioningly at him.
“Some hunters spotted Joseph last night,” he told her.
The color drained from her face. “Can he find us?”
“Not likely,” Saxon said.
“But it’s not impossible?” she pressed.
“It’s not impossible,” Killean admitted.
“What do we do?” she asked.
“I’m not sure,” Killean said. “I have to speak with Ronan.”
“He’s on his way here now,” Declan replied
Stepping away from the door, Killean walked over to stand beside Simone.
