Page 85 of Crimson Hunter


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“In Aurora’s nightmares!” he snapped.

Fuck.Zachariah and I shared a look, and the hunters moved closer to protect our brother. The assassins looked…green.

“You can see inside her dreams?” Alek asked, narrowing his eyes on Saint in a way that elevated my blood pressure.

“I can,” Saint spit out. “I can alter them, too.”

Alek gave us all a once-over, his eyebrows rising when he realized that none of us looked shocked. “And you all knew.”

Zachariah stepped forward. “It wasn’t exactly a power that was looked upon with any acceptance in our day. I’ve known more than one dreamwalker who lost his head over the ability.”

Shit, I wanted Grace out of here. Now.

Alek’s eyes flared. “And you thought I would take his head for it?”

“We weren’t going to take the risk.” I edged myself between Saint and Lachlan. The second-in-command was a big fucker and a phenomenal fighter, but I had literal time on my side. And I never lost.

“You have to be fucking kidding me.” Alek ran his hands through his hair and looked at everyone—including his own assassins, shaking his head in disappointment. “At some point we’re all going to have to trust each other. You get that, don’t you?”

Silence was the only answer as seconds ticked by on the giant grandfather clock.

“You’re going to have to start trustingme!” Alek’s voice rose.

“In our defense, you did want us to kill Saint,” Dagon said, digging something out of his boot with the tip of his dagger. “That didn’t exactly give us warm, fuzzy feelings.”

“When I thought he was the one who kidnapped Avianna!” Alek argued. “When we thought he was bloodmad!” Color rose in the king’s cheeks.

“And if the second part of that was still true?” Saint asked, his icy tone far more lethal than Alek’s shouts. “Would you order my death?”

Alek took a single step, putting him within inches of Saint.

I shot Lachlan a look that dared him to come any closer.

“Don’t forget that I can see inside your mind,” Alek said to Saint. “You may walk the edge, even wobble a little, but you have not fallen over the line. If you can see inside dreams, then you provide us—” he motioned to all of us who had managed to cram ourselves into the space between the farthest couch and the nearest bookshelf, “—with an unparalleled weapon for interrogation. I would have welcomed the gift you were so intent on hiding. I still do.”

Saint’s chin rose. “Then believe me when I tell you that I saw the Greenbriars welcome Samuel as he dragged Aurora into the house. Believe me when I say it’s in the territory of the witches.”

“I do believe you.” Alek nodded at Saint without even looking Benedict’s direction to see if Saint told the truth, and I took an unsteady breath. “I believe that you saw the house. I believe you know where it is.” He glanced at Jocelyn. “I believe that Luna is unaware of its existence.” He brought his focus back to Saint. “I also believe that there’s an explanation as to how both truths can exist at the same time.”

“They’re shielded.” Jocelyn sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. “Luna is brilliant, but she’s still a young queen, and hasn’t mastered every spell from every coven. The Greenbriars have always been exceptionally gifted with their shields.”

“Exactly.” Alek turned, exposing his back to Saint.

My eyebrows rose.Talk about the ultimate gesture of trust.

“The intel is too old,” Lachlan growled. “It’s beenweeks.”

“At least it’s something to go on,” Talon countered, picking at his nails. “Which is way more than we’ve had lately.”

“Can you break through the wards if Saint leads you there?” Alek asked Jocelyn.

“If I have Luna with me,” Jocelyn replied, already taking out her cell phone.

“Call her, but don’t give details over the line,” Alek ordered before pivoting to face Saint. “You have every assassin in this house at your disposal. Happy hunting.”

We developed a plan quickly, and then separated to further arm ourselves.

“Five minutes!” Zachariah ordered as we scattered.

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