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“I thought we were trying to find her,” I drawled in annoyance. “What you think of me is irrelevant.”

“Vane took her to solitary, that’s all we know,” Drake said. “I’ve searched though and she’s not there.”

“Wait, how did you get to solitary to look?” Roman asked.

“I have my ways,” was all the half breed offered which didn’t settle well with the other human.

“Why did Vane take her?” I asked. If I’d have swallowed my pride and asked earlier, I would already know, maybe I’d already found her. Relying on humans was beneath me. But for her, I’d do it.

“She snuck on the roof again. She was off, like something was forcing her up there,” Roman said. “Was it you?” The accusation had me letting out a warning growl. But I knew I couldn’t kill them where they stood. They were protected by Harlow.

For some odd reason, her being displeased held me back. She’d clearly burrowed herself past my indifference.

“It was not me,” I said. “Possibly the gargoyles.”

“They’re asleep,” Drake countered.

“Wait, gargoyles?” Roman asked. It seemed we’d shaken him yet again.

“Yeah, another creature from Helheim,” Drake agreed.

“Good thing Hiro forced us to learn so much about mythology,” Roman deadpanned.

He was handling it oddly well. Then again, that was the exact reason we chose this place. Their minds stretched beyond normal boundaries, and they were willing enough to see the unseen that it made this entire process easier.

“You have to go to her,” I said again. “He’s warded wherever she is.”

“Trail Vane, he’ll have to check on her. See if you can find anything and we’ll do the rest,” Drake agreed. “In the meantime, I’m going out.”

“Excuse me?” I seethed. Not only was this petulant hybrid telling me what to do, he was abandoning her. How was he not affected, shaking and sick with the feeling of her suffering through the bond?

“Calm your tits, Ivar. I’m getting her some Gatorade and snacks to process the withdrawal and lack of food she’s probably getting,” he said as he stood and sauntered back to his room. In that brief flash, I saw in his eyes everything I was feeling. Apparently the half demon was simply good at hiding. Better than I gave him credit for.

Fury boiled in me at the dismissals I’d received today, and it pissed me off even more that Drake had been right. Only I could track Vane undetected.

“So, what’s Helheim like?” The voice that asked was softer than the other, and I glanced down at the curious eyes of the boy I assumed was now Hiro.

“Cold,” was all I offered before flashing out of the third floor in search of Vane.

All I had to do was keep my composure and not kill him.

Easier said than done.

Drake

Tuesday Evening

Fifth Floor

Dark Haven had been my home my entire life. Yet as I delved further into the fifth floor, I realized this floor was still a mystery to me. I’d never considered that the offices only took up about half the floor and the rest was unseen.

I was in demon form to avoid getting caught, and I walked easily past the offices and toward the door Ivar had indicated.

It said storage on it, but the moment I turned the knob and saw another hall, I knew it was Vane’s doing.

He was keeping secrets.

The question was, who else did he have except Harlow?

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