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of you together in bed.”
    “I begged for you to send another,” the man rasped as if in physical pain.
    “And you know I could not,” she replied in a chilling tone. “My visions are never wrong, you know that.”
    “So you will banish me from your touch, for doing something that you commanded . . . My Queen?” The man spat out the last part with complete and utter disgust. A second later his tone changed. “Please,” he begged, “don’t do this. I was never unfaithful to you in my heart. Thinking of being in your arms again was the only thing that got me through the task.”
    “Did you whisper words of endearment to her? Did you tell her that you loved her?” Mori asked hollowly.
    “It was the only way that I could convince her to give me— us —what we wanted. It’s what you asked of me—”
    “And yet I find myself hating you for doing what I asked of you.” Mori’s voice cracked. “I wish to welcome you back into my bed and my heart—but I fear the latter has been crushed by your actions—no matter that I set them into motion.”
    “No.” The man inhaled sharply. “Please don’t turn away from me.” He rose up and went to her in a blur of speed, covering her with his large body. I heard her gasp in surprise as she accepted his embrace with fervor . . . but only for a moment before she pushed at his chest and broke off his demanding kiss. “Mori, please . . .” the man rumbled as he desperately tried to hold on to her.
    “Oh, Dragos,” she murmured with tenderness even as she slid out from under him. “I fear that you will be the death of me . . .”
    I didn’t hear the rest of what she said to him, nor did I hear what he said in turn, because a buzzing sound had begun in both of my ears. I stumbled back in shock . . . I knew that name . . . Red hair . . . Red Dragon . . . Dragos  . . . The man standing before me was none other than my biological father. Holy shit!
    The vision began to fade out and I felt myself being pulled back toward my body but not before I heard Mori’s voice as if it were in my head, “Paige Joplin Stone . . . you must come to me.”
    “Why? Who are you? Where are you?” I asked the woman who apparently my biological father was in love with, but I got no answer as everything went dark.
    “Wake up, my little Seer.” Khol’s voice pushed at my pounding head.
    Still in utter shock from what my vision had shown me, I blinked open my eyes to meet Khol’s illuminated green ones. “My father . . .” I started, unsure of what else to say. I never really had a desire to meet or find out more about my biological father; he had abandoned my mom when she found out she was pregnant with me, and my dad, the only father I had ever known my entire life, had swooped in to take care of us. But then again, maybe I wouldn’t have to say all that much, since Khol had probably viewed my vision right along with me through our link. I hated that I didn’t mind the link when it was convenient for me. It made me feel very hypocritical—probably because I was.
    Khol sat down beside me and pushed my damp hair out of my face that had obviously fallen out of my towel. “Yes, I did share the vision along with you.” He studied my face as if searching for something. “Are you over being angry with me? Or do you still incorrectly blame me for what happened with Bryn?”
    “I haven’t decided yet,” I stated as I raised my chin obstinantly at him.
    Khol’s lips quirked up slightly at the corners, his eyes sparkling with amusement. I had forgotten how attractive he actually is since most of the time I only have eyes for Bryn. Or maybe since I was no longer even partially bonded to Bryn, I was right back to where I started with my body craving Khol’s again, just like when I had first met him. I found myself, much to my chagrin, suddenly very aware that I was wearing a towel . . . and nothing more. “Well until you do,” he said with a slight