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“Come in, Cael,” called out Raze.
The door eased inward. Cael with his cherubic face and subservient manner entered the room. A formidable floor manager, he approached Raze, Sam, and Micah as if they were royalty.
When it came to their faction of angels, they were.
“Sirs? There’s an incident in the casino.”
Sam perked up. Swinging his legs off of Raze’s desk, planting his shoes on the floor again, he sat up. In the seven-plus decades that House of Sin had been open, he could count the number of times Cael came to the brothers with an “incident” on one hand. He respected the angel princes too much to bother them with anything less than an emergency.
Raze’s steely blue eyes locked on Cael. “What is it?”
“We have a thief on the premises. Human. Not only has she been flagged on suspicion of card-counting, but we confirmed she’s been picking the pockets of some of our other guests. Faction guests,” he confirmed. “It was a vampire who finally caught her, but she had enough on her to explain away at least six other victims. The vampire wants to drain her, but I thought to bring the matter up to you instead since it’s your casino.”
Halfway through his explanation, Sam was already crossing the room. A human female who not only dared to treat a faction casino like a free-for-all, but who managed to target six faction gamblers before a vampire—notoriously tricky beings—finally caught on? She was trouble, but she was also in trouble.
Sounded like she needed a guardian angel…
Sam patted Cael’s chest as he strode past him, aiming for the front door. “I got this one. Let me handle it.”
Raze scowled. “Leave it to Anthony or Brett. One of the wolves. They’re security. Catching humans with sticky fingers is what we pay them for.”
The way his older brother spat out ‘humans’ like that… could he sound any more disgusted if he tried? Probably, admitted Sam. Because, honestly, the inherent distaste often slipped out even when Raze wasn’t trying. The fallen angel was no fan of the mortals, and he made that clear. If they had money to spend, he tolerated them; if they didn’t, he ignored them completely.
Then again, it wasn’t really a human thing. Raze was like that with most souls.
“What was that?” Sam called over his shoulder. “Didn’t hear you. Gonna go take care of the human thief. Bye!”
“Sam—”
Oops. He yanked the door closed behind him before heading toward the security room where Cael would’ve left her.
Sam was out of the office and he had a probable soul to save.
Things were beginning to look up for him.
* * *
The first thing Sam noticed was that the human thief was younger than he expected. She was about thirty or so, though her impish grin and smaller size—she was maybe 5’3” to his 5’10”—could be making her appear even younger.
The second thing? She was absolutely gorgeous.
She had bouncy blonde curls that fell to her shoulders, a pair of wicked green eyes, and a pert nose covered with sun-kissed freckles. She wore a pair of tight jeans and a loose blouse that did nothing to conceal her killer curves as she stood between Anthony and Rufus, two of their werewolf guards.
And the third?
She was his soulmate.
Okay. Sam was lying. The first thing he noticed was that she was his soulmate. Her aura was already reaching out for him as he headed toward the security room hidden off to the side of the main floor; if he hadn’t already been going that way, the lure of her aura rubbing against his would’ve had him changing his trajectory. But because the reveal that his long-awaited soulmate just so happened to be the thief he was going to see sent him reeling, he immediately shunted it to the side for a moment.
Instead, he focused on her age, then her looks, before finally admitting what he’d known right off of the bat: she was his soulmate, and she didn’t seem even a little concerned that she’d been caught stealing in the casino.
With a flick of his wrist, he gestured to the two werewolves. Nodding, he sent them toward the door at his back.
He would face his soulmate alone.
Once Anthony and Rufus were gone, she cast an appraising look over him. When she smiled, Sam was pleased to see he passed her muster.
“Next level of security is an upgrade in this swanky place, I see. Either I’ve been very good or very bad to have you deciding my fate, handsome.”
