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Ophelia’s identity threatened.”
    Calli was not going to let Demetrius start treating her like a child. “Had you heard of me before I arrived?”
    He waited a heartbeat before answering, like he was wondering at the reason for her question. “I knew Edgar had a daughter, yes.”
    “Yet, that’s all you knew. Of course, I’d heard of you, the prime son who took over an empire, then helped create a new one. That was before a ten minute search on the internet told me what clubs you frequent, an estimate of the number of ladies you’re with a night, that you drive a Maserati, and you prefer whiskey-cokes. With Captain Morgan, of course. An odd choice for such a refined vampire. So tell me, Demetrius, which one of us should be having their level of discretion questioned?”
    His irritation rose a notch with each point she made; it clogged the air. He narrowed his eyes on her and sat forward.
    “It’s no secret what school I went to. All the prime children attend.” He cocked his head, allowing a lock of hair to hang over one eye, making him seem dangerous, sinister. “But you did not. When I realized our species was being undermined by those who ruled us, I set out to challenge that, and it gave me a certain amount of…exposure. Which was exactly what I needed.” He sat back, a derisive tilt to his lips. “It’s easy to hide in the shadows of others when you never come out of them.”
    “Did you just infer that I acted cowardly?” she sputtered.
    “I would do no such thing. A coward doesn’t live with a male she believes is possessed by a demon for week and do nothing.” His tone told her the opposite. “Yet, I believe you inferred twice that I was a scoundrel and a rake.”
    He was right and that irritated her because he knew it. Her father taught her better manners than this. She couldn’t help him when Demetrius made her act volatile and childish.
    “Perhaps I was mistaken coming to you for help.” She stood.
    Turning to leave, she saw a petite female by the doorway watching their exchange. Dammit, she hadn’t noticed her entrance. Demetrius would’ve known, yet not one muscle twitched, not even when she’d stood up to leave.
    “So am I needed here or not?” She focused on Calli with a measuring gaze.
    The female must be Ophelia, and she seemed to have more attitude than Demetrius.
    “Callista?” Demetrius’ tone was soft, but not mocking.
    She hated that her body tingled in sensitive places whenever he said her name. Just dreaded it. This was for her father, she reminded herself. Maybe she could work with Ophelia and have little to do with Demetrius and his judging comments, and the way he made her ovaries drool.
    Her reaction was only because she’d been so sheltered. That was it. The males she’d dated hadn’t been alphas like he was—or vampires. Demetrius sat on the ruling body for vampires, shifters, and hybrids; his power made people of all races stop and obey; his obvious charisma made females turn control of their bodies over to him.
    Knowing why she reacted so viscerally to him calmed her. She could temper her reaction from here on out; pretend to be the daughter from a wealthy house like she’d done so many times before. If she had to work with Demetrius, she’d remain calm and collected.
    “I would greatly appreciate your help, Ophelia.”
    Ophelia’s brown eyes flicked from her back to Demetrius. “Tell me what I need to know.”
     
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    “I never bring friends over, so it needs to be a valid reason.”
    Ophelia rolled her eyes. Calli gripped the wheel of her Honda Civic tightly. The female’s attitude got old fast.
    “Why don’t you tell me what a valid reason would be then.”
    Since she’d shot down every suggestion Ophelia brought up, to the vampire’s obvious irritation, she would have to be the one to come up with a suitable backstory.
    Calli racked her brain; everything sounded inane. She didn’t go off to school like others in her social circle because