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He nodded, gaze locked on mine.

“Tell me, sweet one. Who did this to you?”

“She didn’t tell me her name.”

“What did she look like, Erik?”

His brow furrowed as his mind worked to find the answer. “I—I can’t remember.”

Shit.She’d compelled him to forget. “Did she say anything to you?”

Erik nodded. “She said this was a message from the king. Time is up and war begins now.”

My pulse jumped into my fucking throat. The king? Julian? It couldn’t be. That couldn’t be right. Sure, Julian was an arrogant dick, but…

I didn’t think he would hurt anyone.

“Erik, who was the message from?”

“The king.”

“Which king?”

He nodded, gaze eerily placid, like the calm before the storm. “King Titus.”

Oh fuck.

Oh, fuckity fuck fuck!

My hands shook, fingertips turning to ice as Erik continued staring at me with big, compelled doe eyes. “Okay, Erik, you did great. Now I need you to forget we talked and return to your previous state, okay?”

Erik smiled at me, nodded once, and closed his eyes.

I let out a long sigh. The monitors registered nothing abnormal. And with shaking fingers, I re-bandaged his neck.

Oh, this was so much bigger than I thought. This was supposed to be a baby vamp on a drinking spree.

King fucking Titus?

Way the hell over my pay grade.

Jesus! This was not what I signed up for!

I should be finding a new fence for my well-earned cooch diamond. Not uncovering King Titus’s plot to wage war on Laurel Cove.

My pulse still throbbed in my neck.

Jesus fuck, get it together, Eden!

I took a breath. Locked down my vamp magic.

Composed myself as best I could.

And waited for April to come back.

Every footfall made me tense up. Each second that ticked by amped up my desire to get the fuck out of here. To do something.

But I had to wait. I counted the ceiling tiles, the smaller floor tiles, and even the nearly invisible patched and painted nail gun holes in the baseboards.

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