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But I couldn’t see it until North walked up to it.

“This was supposed to be some kind of operation room,” Cain explains as North gets the door open and leads us inside. “But we spruced it up.”

“Magical wards everywhere,” North says. “It’s concealed.”

Excellent. As long as I stay in here, it’s as good as wearing a concealment charm.

Of course, I can’t stay in here forever.

“You can’t even see the door unless you’re one of the approved people,” Cain goes on. “Or if you’re with the approved people, like you’re with us. Once we point out the door to you, you can see it, but not until then.”

Very clever. “I should’ve tricked out my apartment like this.”

Of course, I can’t imagine how much work and money this cost. It would’ve taken them ages. I could never afford to make my apartment like this. Especially since I was avoiding magic, and I didn’t want anything permanent. I still don’t. I’m ready to go at the drop of a hat.

But it makes me wonder, once again, how powerful are these guys? Just who are these men that claim they’re my mates?

Once we get inside, I see that it is a safe house, literally. I expected some kind of bunker-like situation, but instead, it’s like I’ve walked into a studio apartment. There’s a large bed in one corner, a kitchen against the opposite wall, and a dining room table. It’s not as homey and decorated as the apartment I woke up in, but that’s understandable if the guys aren’t here often.

All in all, it’s cozier than I expected. I like it.

“You can stay here. We’ve got food and everything,” North says. “We keep it stocked. If you’re fae, you never know when you might have to run.”

True. We’re used to being hunted.

“Donovan will probably have people looking for you now,” I point out. “Everyone in the market saw you defending me and killing his assassins. You’re on his hit list now too.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Raven says. “You’re our mate. We’re sticking by you. He was going to find out about us eventually. Someone threatens you, they threaten us, too. That’s how it works.”

My heart warms, and I have to look away, overwhelmed. “Well. I can’t be here for too long. Donovan will find it eventually. And without a charm I can’t go out to find a gem.”

“We don’t need to go searching for an Aurora Gem,” North says, and he gets a mischievous spark in his eyes.

“What do you mean?”

North nods at Cain and Raven.

“We can use our Sight to find an Aurora Gem for you,” Cain says, sounding pleased as punch that he has a solution for me. “Raven and I can, I mean.”

“Are you serious?”

The men nod at me, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “Here,” Cain says, walking over to the couch. “We’ll show you.”

He and Raven sit on the couch, Raven’s tattoos shining a little—and then it’s almost like his tattoosshift.

Cain’s eyes go white. So do Raven’s. It’s like they’re blind. I have to admit that it’s pretty startling to watch.

North puts a hand on my shoulder. “Don’t worry,” he says, his voice low and soothing. “They’re okay.”

“I’ve never seen someone use the Sight before,” I admit. “I didn’t really grow up in the fae community.”

“It’s not something that most fae would do around others anyway,” North replies. “It can be very intimate. Especially if you’re looking at your own life. Instead of just trying to search for something.”

“It’s… more disconcerting than I expected.”

North squeezes my shoulder. “I know. The first time I saw a fae do it, I thought they were having a seizure. But they’re good at this. They know how to handle themselves.”

“They won’t… I’ve heard of fae that got stuck somehow. Or went mad.”

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