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“No can do, Mia.” He gives me a strained smile. “Not even we’ve been graced with his majesty’s plans.”

“You really don’t know?” Fear creeps up my spine.

“Nope. He wouldn’t tell us.”

“Even Ashton?”

“Of course Moore knows. Where do you think he’s been all night…”

My stomach sinks, and we ride the rest of the way in thick silence.

By the time the car pulls up outside Cade’s house, I can barely breathe. I scramble out and inhale a ragged breath.

“I’d ask if you want something to take the edge off, but that fucker stole my stash.” She glowers in Channing’s direction. He’s already walking off, probably to catch up with the rest of the Electi.

“He did?” I ask.

“Yeah, after what happened last night, he thought I needed a little break.”

“Or maybe he’s pissed you were kissing that guy.”

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??That’s not it, Mia.” She lets out a soft sigh. “If I disappear tonight, I’m sorry, but I really don’t feel like partying.”

“It’s okay.” It isn’t. But I’m not about to beg her to stay.

“Ladies,” Brandon yells from the door, “let’s go.”

Sasha grumbles something beneath her breath and takes off toward him, leaving me alone.

I could run now. Run and never look back. But Bexley is in there somewhere. So I inhale a deep breath, smooth my hair off my face, and head inside.

The first thing that hits me is how quiet the house is. Cade appears out of nowhere. Gone are his suit jacket and tie. He’s rolled back the sleeves of his shirt and unbuttoned the collar. He looks good, but I know he’s the devil in a handsome god’s clothing.

“There you are.” He offers me his hand, and I slide my palm against his. “Are you ready for tonight’s celebrations?” Cade guides me down the long hall leading to the kitchen. But we don’t stop there, leaving the house through the patio doors and walking across the perfectly tended lawns. It’s the same path I took with Sasha all those nights ago, when Cade made Bexley and Alex fight in the pit.

A shiver runs through me when I spy the small building.

“What’s going on?” I ask.

“Time to find out,” he replies cryptically. I notice Ashton standing guard and fight a groan of disgust. Of all Cade’s friends, I despise him the most. But something tells me he’s the most dangerous, because he’s not really Electi at all.

“Ready to play, kitty?” He smirks, and I bristle.

“Where were you tonight?” My voice is all saccharine sweetness. “Or didn’t you get the invite?”

“Oh fuck.” Cade explodes with laughter. I notice Ashton isn’t laughing. He looks like he wants to wrap his hands around my throat and squeeze the life right out of me.

“Fucking bitc—"

“Watch it, Moore,” Cade growls.

Silence falls between them and I inch closer to Cade.

“Come on,” he says, breaking the tension. “Make sure no one else comes down here.”

Before I have time to ask where ‘down here’ is, Cade guides me into the small stone room.

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