serious-looking smiley face telling him to ‘Suck it up’.
“Lucas says it looks like a Succubus kill.”
Kale stilled, his mug halfway to his lips. His eyes darted to Bain, who showed no signs of having known what Uriah was about to say.
“So Cree thought I was the right warrior to deal with it?” Kale noted sarcastically.
“Not exactly; Bain and Izzy have to go back to meet Makyle and he and Lothar are running down a lead on the Drifters, and well… you have to admit that you’re the Succubi expert.”
Kale’s eyes narrowed. Kat hadn’t been some sort of experiment for him—he hadn’t fallen for a Succubus so he could become the expert on her species. While part of Kale knew Uriah had meant no offense, and he knew it had everything to do with the Succubus from last night and nothing to do with his brother, the comment pissed him off nonetheless.
Kale left the living room, washed his mug, and headed out the back door, calling out to Uriah, “Let’s go.”
Uriah looked to Bain, who shook his head.
“Open wound, my brother, open wound.”
Uriah let out a hefty breath. “It’s been over a decade, sometimes I forget.”
Bain dipped his chin. “Yes, but Kale never will and a Succubus got away from him last night.”
Uriah’s brows rose. “Why was he after a Succubus last night?”
“Not sure. He felt her power after we left the arena and followed her.”
“Ah, that’s right; you went to watch Raw last night. What did Izzy think of it?”
“ Izzy thought it was ridiculous watching grown men throw each other around a ring and talk smack like a male version of a soap opera,” Izzy said as she moved down the stairs with a hungry Garcia hot on her heels. “Even more ridiculous was the grown-ass men I was with who hooted and hollered at the action.”
Uriah laughed. “So you didn’t enjoy yourself?”
Izzy smiled. “I can’t lie... I totally got caught up in the ridiculousness of it all and truly had fun.”
“I knew you loved it, Iz! ” Kale yelled with satisfaction from the back door. “Now, let’s hit it, Uriah.”
Chapter Seven
“What do we have?” Kale asked Lucas as he and Uriah pushed through the swinging door of Sacred Mercy Hospital’s morgue.
Lucas was your typical former Marine—skull-cut hair, thick build, scrutinizing deep eyes, and a no-nonsense stance. He was a leader; perfect for running Hawk’s Eye security.
Lucas also worked closely with Trevan; a Siren who worked for the Light Fae in a special task force of the FBI. It was important that the Light Fae have people infiltrating both local law enforcement agencies—near all portal areas—and government agencies for any Fae that passed through into the Human World and made their way past local law enforcement. Staying hidden from humans was the one thing Rowan and Darion agreed upon.
“It’s a Succubi kill,” Trevan stated, his thick arms crossed over his broad chest, which caused his suit jacket to strain at the seams.
Kale’s eyes darted from one man to the next, starting at Trevan, moving to Lucas, and finally settling on his brother.
Uriah’s brows knitted together. “Why does one Succubus kill have you standing here looking so concerned, Trevan?”
“Because it’s not just one kill,” Lucas grunted out, obvious irritation deepening his already gruff voice.
Uriah and Kale both shot accusatory glares at Lucas; it was his job to keep them informed and to track any and all possible Fae activity in the Human World.
Lucas shook his head, the thin line of his lips an obvious indication that he was pissed off. “I didn’t know; seems our special agent has been keeping some rather important activity from me.”
“This is the third Succubi kill in as many weeks; they’ve been spread over multiple states and crossing jurisdictional lines. I’ve been working on it,” Trevan offered as an explanation.
“Why?” Kale demanded. “Why would you hide this information from us?”
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