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back for you.”
    Skye rubbed her temple, hoping that would help stop some of the pain. “Tell me what happened. Please.”
    “You went into the Viper’s Nest,” Kane said, his voice dripping with derision. “You knew it would be filled with vampires, and yet you willingly went in there alone.”
    She took exception to that. “I’m not stupid. I wasn’t alone. I had someone with me.”
    “He left you,” Court said.
    Skye handed Riley the rest of her sweet tea and started out the door Minka had exited. It didn’t matter how far she was from the city. She wasn’t staying there any longer.
    She reached the porch and was turning to tell them just that when Court stood in front of her. The moon hit him square in the face, showing her the hard line of his jaw, the firm contours of his cheekbones, and blue eyes so vivid they were almost electric. He was so tall she had to tilt her head back to look at him. There was space between them, but there was no denying the pure power she saw displayed by the tee that clung to his wide shoulders and thick arms and chest.
    He held up his hands, palms out. “Easy, Skye. We brought you here because the vampires were intent on leaving with you. We stopped them, but I know Jacques and Anton well enough to know that they’ll come looking for you again. They’ve singled you out.”
    Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Riley and Kane standing in the doorway to her right. To her left and behind her, Minka stood at the railing of the porch looking out over the bayou.
    Court sighed and dropped his hands. “We need to know how the vamps got you to leave with them. Tell us that and I’ll drive you back to the city myself.”
    “I don’t remember anything,” she said, frustration growing with every second. She cocked her head to the side. “Why do you have interest in the vampires? Most people don’t believe they’re real.”
    At that moment, a howl sounded. A howl that was very wolf-like. Skye glanced around her. There were no wolves in the parish, which meant it was a werewolf. She looked at Court with new eyes. Were he and Kane werewolves?
    “You live in New Orleans long enough, you see everything,” Court answered.
    It was the biggest line of shit Skye had heard all week. She didn’t call him out on it though. Not yet. She wanted to know more about him.
    Kane crossed his arms over his chest. “You don’t remember anything, my ass. Lady, you’ve got some nerve. We save your scrawny hide, and you want to give us the runaround.”
    “I’m not,” she said defensively as she looked at him. “I’m trying to figure things out. You’re the ones who took me out of the city. Maybe it’s you I should be afraid of.”
    “You’re right. It was us that took you,” Court said, a hard edge to his voice. “But we didn’t lead you out of the club. That was the vampires.”
    Skye shook her head. “I wouldn’t have left with them. I drank my beer and I was getting up to leave. Then I woke up here.”
    “Someone could’ve spiked her beer,” Riley suggested.
    Skye was shaking her head before she finished. “I never set my drink down. I know better.”
    “The witches wouldn’t be involved,” Minka said. “So don’t even think of blaming them, Kane.”
    Kane shot her a dark look. “I put blame where blame goes.”
    With a loud sigh, Minka turned to them. “The witches aligned with the werewolves to take down...” She paused and glanced at Skye. “To do that thing. That was the exception to the rule. The witches never align with anyone.”
    “She’s right,” Court said. “The witches wouldn’t help the vampires.”
    Minka lifted her chin, a small smile about her lips. “Then there is that.”
    Skye felt as if she were in a dream where everyone talked around her, excluding her on purpose.
    “That leaves the Djinn and weres,” Kane said.
    Riley chuckled. “We can cross out the weres.”
    “Magic was used,” Minka said. “That’s the only