Page 81 of Playing with Fire


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The instant Lexand Samantha were in danger, I felt it. Some kind of magic zipped straight through me as anxiety filled me. It would help if it also told me what direction they were in, but it wasn't as sophisticated as that. No, this link that I had with them both hadn't been intentional. Even though I had heard of it before, I was pretty sure that my brother's harem had a similar connection.

It had been months since I had answered any of my brother's texts, but as I glared at my phone, I knew I'd have to reach out to him. I needed his help. I opened the string of text messages that had gone unanswered since he chose that witch over his family. Resentment still festered inside of me at the thought, and I almost put my phone away.

Tris, I need your help.


U live?

Surprised?

I have a problem.

The response didn't come instantly like his first one had, and I gripped the phone tighter in my sweaty palm. The music from the club bounced around in my head, and I knew that neither of them were here. If I could rip this feeling from my chest, I would be better for it. I didn't want to have them.

Where r u?

Mortal world, a club called Fantasia.

Jacob knows it.

It only felt like seconds before my brother was storming into the dim room, his head swinging each way until his gaze landed on me. He made his way to me, his harem close behind him. I wasn't sure what had changed with them, but they moved in sync like they actually were a tight group. I envied them. Pushing the unhelpful feelings aside, I stood up. Tristan's arms came around me, his tail thrashed against the floor behind him as he crushed me in a tight hug.

"It has been too long, Bell," he said as he released me. His new family, the one he left me for, stood protectively around him, and then Juliana stepped forward and pulled me into a hug. Shock at her action held me immobile until she let go and stepped back.

"I'm glad you reached out," she said.

Choosing to ignore her strange behavior in favor of their help, I straightened my shoulders. I hadn't been nice to her in the past, yet she had seemed to forgive me because I wasTristan's brother. Not only forgiveness, but welcome. Had I been holding myself back, pushing him away, when I could have had a family to belong to?

"What can we do for you, demon?" Jacob asked with a smirk, like he knew this day would come. He looked different. I had heard a rumor that he was a God now, a child of Nyx, which would make him Lex's brother in a roundabout way.

"Lex is in trouble," I said, leaving out Samantha for the time being. If we found Lex, we would find her.

"That is Nyx's son." The smirk dissolved on his face as he looked at the broad-shouldered guy standing next to him. "Do you have something of his? I can do a locator spell," he added.

"No, but his apartment is a quick trip up the elevator in the back."

I pointed to the darkened hallway to the side of the bar he usually manned. I led the way, and we all filed into the tiny elevator. They moved Juliana between them as Tristan backed into the shifter, his hand flat against the man's thigh. They obviously didn't have an issue being close to each other. Was it bad that I wanted that? Not with them, but with Lex and Samantha. I could even envision it.

"You look good," Tristan said as the elevator started the slow journey up.

"I always look good," I replied. "Everyone knows I'm the better looking brother."

Alexander snorted, and I swung my eyes to his twin. He was a mirror image of the brother I had known my whole life, only human, or demigod really. "The two of us say that's false."

The doors slid open, and Juliana pushed out of the cramped space. "We don't have time to whip out your dicks and measure them right now. Bellamy needs our help to find someone he cares about."

The guys grumbled as they followed her out into the room. I went to the bathroom and found his hair brush. I plucked a few hairs out and came back out to the group.

"You know your way around the space, Bell," Tristan said. I lifted my eyes to his, a matching red, the one thing that truly linked us to our father.

"He is a friend."

"A friend? I can smell you two together," the shifter replied. Juliana smacked him in the chest, and he growled down at her before he captured her mouth beneath his. "Keep it up, baby girl."

"Don't give me the incentive to act up, Gage," she said with a laugh. "It is none of our business what his relationship is with Lex or anyone else."

I liked the woman that my brother picked to spend his life with. She would probably get along great with Samantha.

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