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mentioned.” Ramiro did a broad sweep with his hands at the rows of books. “There are volumes of information about Blessed Creatures, Gods and demi -Gods in here, but I haven’t managed to find a single book that pertains to Faelan . Why do you think that is?”
    “Magic? Maybe Faelan doesn’t want anyone to know his history. His powers must be extraordinary. I wouldn’t think omitting his name from a few books would be hard with that kind of magic on his side.”
    “Possibly.” Ramiro stared at the open book in front of him. “Do you think Spiro knows more about him?”
    “He’s half fae , so maybe,” Michael supplied. He dropped his hands to the table and leant forwards. “Why is finding out about Faelan so important to you?”
    “Because I don’t think this war will be won on the battlefield. If we try to go hand-to-hand with those monsters Morwyn has created, not only will Blessed Creatures die, but the human population could easily be decimated. Especially if the Gods step in to the fight.”
    Ramiro didn’t tell Michael he needed to know whether or not Ian was being honest with him. His doubts about the King he’d sworn allegiance to were his to prove or disprove.
    “Neo said Zeus offered to go to battle with Morwyn , but the other Gods forbade it, knowing the toll such a battle would take on Earth.”
    Ramiro chuckled. “I don’t see Zeus as the kind of God to take orders easily.”
    “That’s exactly what I said to Neo. He told me that even though his father was a supreme asshole, he did seem to have a soft spot for Earth.” Michael sighed. “It’s the only thing either of us could come up with.”
    It had been Zeus’ idea to house The Realm on Earth. Ramiro wondered if it was Earth itself, or its inhabitants Zeus was fond of. He yawned, his need for sleep apparent.
    Michael chuckled and gestured to the back of the room. “There’s a small bed I had brought down for Neo for his long days spent in here. Why don’t you try to get a few hours in before the meeting?”
    “There won’t be a meeting. At least not with Ian,” Ramiro admitted.
    Michael bit his bottom lip. “Ooh, ouch. In that case, maybe I’d better go back up to bed, and make sure Neo’s in a good mood before you tell him.”
    “I’d appreciate that,” Ramiro said with a grin. “I’ll try to catch a few hours of sleep.”
    After Michael had left the vault, Ramiro found his way to the double bed at the back of the room. With everything on his mind, he doubted sleep would come. There were too many unanswered questions, and his gut told him the truth lay at Ian’s feet.
    Finally, Ramiro felt the pull of sleep settle his overactive body and mind.

Chapter Three
     
     
     
    Fresh from the shower, Gunnar answered the door without bothering with a towel. “Hey.” He stepped back and allowed his visitor entrance.
    Grinning, Audric came into the room. “You’d better dress before we’re joined by two overly-jealous werewolves.”
    Nudity was commonplace in the were culture. Gunnar had seen Haig and Kern naked on numerous occasions, but he assumed it was different if their mate was in the room. He grabbed a pair of jeans out of the dresser and pulled them on. Rarely, if ever, did he wear underwear. It was a habit born from the need to shift at a moment’s notice. “What brings you by?” he asked, pulling a T-shirt over his head.
    “Just wondering if Ramiro talked to you last night.” Audric kept his gaze on the landscape outside the window.
    “Why would you ask that?” Had Ramiro gone to Audric after he’d left Gunnar’s room?
    Typical Audric —the vampire refused to look Gunnar in the eyes as he spoke. Gunnar knew Haig and Kern were trying to help the once-abused vampire gain confidence, but Gunnar could tell they had a long way to go.
    “Ramiro told me outside The Frenzy about his desire to help you hold on to your wolf. You should probably know, I argued against it.”
    “Turn around and look at me.”