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but nonetheless you deserve it. You are long overdue for recognition. If you hadn’t destroyed the Bloodstone, the Benandanti would have used it to find me. Dirk and I might have been killed long before we rescued my brother and niece.”
    Rave flipped her hair back and smirked. “That’s, right. I did save your ass, witch.”
    Dora walked over to the coffee maker, made possible with their array of generators. “Want a cup?”
    “Sure. Just black.”
    Dora poured Rave a cup and handed it to her. “I heard you were smothered in the middle of a swarm.”
    Rave balked from the memory of the most disgusting five minutes of her life and wrapped her hands around the warm cup. “I thought I would never stop puking.”
    “Next time, shift before they get within hugging distance.”
    Rave shivered, imagining what it might have been like to have been human and surrounded. Eaten alive. “How are Beth, Barney and Dave doing?”
    “They’re doing really well. Dave has been especially helpful with his knowledge of infectious diseases. He thinks we should send a team to check out the Texas Biomedical Research Center. Maybe they found facts about Z-phage that will help us stop its spread. He said before communication was lost, an old friend from the National Institute of Health contacted him about some successful vaccine tests at the San Antonio facility. Apparently, they had some positive results on chimpanzees. I’m not sure if it will be useful, but maybe it’s a start in finding a vaccine. My witch sense tells me something important happened at that biomedical lab.”
    “I’ll do it.”
    Dora stopped mid-sip. “Wait, what?”
    “Hello? Did you just forget the best Avian intel team ever? Just make a list of all the research centers and we’ll check them out.”
    She wiped her lip. “Are you sure you’ll be safe?”
    Rave settled onto Dora’s computer chair and whirled around. “As long as zombies don’t fly or switch to eating poultry.”
    Dora quipped. “Yeah, good thing zombies observe a shifter-free diet.” She furrowed her brow. “I don’t know if Talon will allow it, I mean for you to go so far from our territory, you being royalty and all.”
    “While my parents are away gathering ravens from other areas, I’m in charge of the North American Raven Murder.” Rave rose from the chair and stared out the window. “I want to prove to my parents that I’m an adult, worthy of the throne. Especially, since I just wrote to them about Bram and I parting ways.”
    Dora wrinkled her brow. “You wrote to them?”
    “Yes. Actually, Bram wrote as well, explaining that he chose your brother as his mate.” Rave sighed and sat back on the chair, stretching her legs on Dora’s desk. “To dissolve a raven shifter match, the raven abandons their mate’s nest for three months. It is a respected tradition. Better than an annulment.”
    “Tradition?”
    Dora knew very little about the Mythos Consortium and in fact, before she met her werewolf husband, didn’t even know she was a witch, let alone that shifters were not figments of Hollywood’s imagination. So Rave felt compelled to fill her in. “It’s a thousand plus year tradition to respect a bride or groom who have flown the coop. During a three-month period, the raven must leave the murder. On my return, all will be forgiven. Not even Mom and Pop would dare to go against such a tradition.”
    “But shouldn’t Bram be the one to leave?”
    “He found another mate so for lack of a better term, he is nesting.”
    “Oh.”
    Rave sighed in despair. “Anyway, I’m sure on my return they’ll have another royal raven waiting in the wings so to speak.”
    “So you just leave a letter and disappear.”
    “That and three feathers.” She laughed. “Don’t worry. Beccan and Cashel will tag along. Normally, a raven will fly the coop solo, but a princess or prince must be guarded at all times. Knowing I’m with my guards will ease my parents’ worry.” And kind