Page 5 of Property of Karev

Gritting my teeth, I glance once more in every direction and go inside the clubhouse. Everyone is standing around the laptop where we can watch the camera feed.

Triton looks at me and snorts. “Did you get some on you?” When I frown he points at me. “There’s a red smudge on your cut and on your forearm.”

I glance down but don’t see shit.

Thank fuck I’m not the only one when Sevrin says, “What are you talking about?”

Triton, who is a triva descendant and a master of witchcraft, frowns. He walks toward me and leans in when I catch the mouthwatering smell again.

“Do you smell that?” I ask.

Triton is still glancing at my cut where there’s nothing to see and mutters, “Please, no fart jokes when I’m standing this close to you.”

I smack the fucker on the back of his head. “No, you idiot. I’ve been smelling something mouthwatering and...”

His head whips up. “Makes your cock hard and no one else can smell it?”

I give a tight nod. His eyes go wide and then he’s spreading his fingers, making cups of his hands as he lets fire crackle in between.

The scent abruptly disappears. “It’s gone.”

Triton grinds his teeth. “Thought so. Someone was here with us. I don’t know who or what but it has the ability to cloak itself, making him or herself invisible.”

“A fury?” I question.

Triton raises one of his eyebrows in question. “Among others a fury has the ability to make herself invisible, yes. Why do you ask?”

“Can a fury do that shit to a body we found in the parking lot?” I grit through my teeth.

“Definitely,” Sevrin states. “Mind telling me why the fuck you think a fury did this? Especially since Calvania wanted you to marry one of his daughters. Daughters who happen to be furies?”

I rub the back of my neck and stare at my boots. “I have no damn clue, man. All I know is that the deal is off. I walked out of his house and when I got on my bike that’s when the mouthwatering scent hit me. I didn’t think much of it and then...”

Sevrin interrupts me, “You asked me about smelling something when we were in church earlier.”

“Guys,” Triton grunts.

Keeping my attention on my prez, I grunt, “Which means that person was with us in motherfucking church.”

“Hearing everything we said,” Sevrin rumbles.

“Guys,” Triton tries again.

I nod and Sevrin continues, “We need a way to secure the clubhouse, and banish anyone who doesn’t belong here. Triton, you...”

“Finally,” Triton grits. “Listen, I’ve been trying to tell you guys that I think Karev is marked. Can any one of you see the red smudge on his cut and on his forearm?”

I glance down again and don’t see any red smudges. When I look at all my other brothers, they’re all shaking their heads.

“What the fuck do you mean I’m marked?” I snap and rub over my cut, trying to get rid of whatever that fucker is seeing, even if I can’t see shit.

Triton snorts. “You can’t get rid of her essence, VP.”

Her essence. Essence? Fucking hell.

His words suddenly make sense. “Are you sayin’ my fated mate marked me?”

The thin red line of little things happening from Calvania’s to where I’m standing right now fall into place.