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I turned away from the window and paced in front of the telly. Clawdia and Alcor had rejoined us and stood behind the sofa. Clawdia stared with concern on her face as she wiped her hands on a tea towel.

“It’s a recent discovery and not something I want held against me,” I muttered.

I can’t believe those fuckers are trying to pin this on us.Except I could believe it. They were slippery little bastards.

He laughed, and I relaxed slightly. “Very well. You’re right. It’s clear we are being lied to. No one here wants to tell us the complete truth. Which is why I’ve contacted you.”

“Happy to tell you everything we know if it means the whole mess is going to be fixed and the witches get what’s coming to them.” I threw myself on the sofa and sighed, glad that Joe, faei council member, seemed to be on our side.

I pressed the speaker button so everyone could hear and I could save myself explaining later.

Joe continued. “We are currently holding our investigations in the Best Western Plaza Hotel in Eskilstuna. We’d be most gratuitous if you could join us and explain your story.”

Investigations?Clawdia mouthed.

I nodded and frowned. “Not being funny, mate, but I’d rather not be anywhere near the witches after the shit they’ve put us through. Can’t I just explain on the phone?”

“Unfortunately, our lie detector cannot smell lies through digital communication, and to ensure we are able to correctly hold to account those who have caused this disaster, we’ll need your statement.”

“Hold to account?” I scoffed as Clawdia came to sit next to me. “Sounds like a bullshit way of saying you’re going to slap them on the wrist. That’s not worth my time.”

His voice deepened with seriousness. “I can assure you, once we have a full understanding of the events that have taken place, punishments will be severe. The result of this mistake will have a dramatically negative impact on the lives of many of our people, forcing many into hiding and many more to lose their lives.”

I wasn’t sure exactly what he was talking about, so I stayed quiet.

“Don’t you want to ensure that the right people are punished?” he continued.

Clawdia’s fists clenched, and her lips drew into a thin line as she nodded. I knew she was thinking about Mary. She’d said as much in the cave. My Clawdicat wanted justice for her witch.

“It's dangerous for us to be traveling with a magic-stealing dragon around,” I retorted. “We’re a powerful snack if he gets us.”

“I understand your need to protect yourselves in this dangerous time. However, we are currently tracking the dragon and can alert you to danger at a moment's notice if it were to cross your path.”

I pursed my lips. “Hold on, let me confer with the team.” I put the phone on hold and turned to face everyone, deliberately skating over Daithi and Savida because the sight of them boiled my blood.

“What do we think? Stay or go?”

“It’s my fault the dragon is flying around,” Clawdia whispered. “I would like to help the people who are going to try and rectify my mistake before we go back home. As well as make sure Mary is caught and punished.”

“I’d like to make sure that Debs gets a bollocking at the very least.” I turned to the golden giant. “Zaide?”

Zaide frowned and hesitated. “They won’t try to punish us for using our powers? We don’t know the council’s rules. We could have broken them in self-defense.”

Huh. Good point.

I tapped my phone screen, taking Joe off hold. “Hi, Joe. Just wondering, since we didn’t know your council existed until a few seconds ago, are we in danger of being punished for breaking any rules we don’t know about.”

I heard the smile in his voice. “Unless you murdered anyone or revealed your supernatural identity to a human, you won’t be punished. There are minor rules you may have broken, but we won’t penalize you for it.”

“That’s fair. Okay, bear with us again.” I popped him back on hold.

Zaide nodded. “I’m in agreement. We should help as much as we are able without endangering ourselves.”

“What are you thinking, Alcor?” I asked.

He frowned and hesitated. "This council might know my Arabella?" he asked slowly.

I shrugged. "Maybe. No harm in asking."

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