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“I went to see Dario today,” I said, and then explained what he’d wanted.
As I talked, Remus tilted his head, raising his eyebrows at the different suggestions and ideas that had come up.
“And you’re okay with this fae?” Remus asked. “You don’t want to check with Sabrione?”
“I always check with her,” I said. “But I can’t see how this could go wrong.”
Remus hummed.
“You don’t agree?”
He shrugged. “I wouldn’t disagree with you. I just think it’s a risky move.”
“Anything really worth doing starts with a risk,” I said.
“True.”
“We have time on our hands. I want you to look into this Alina woman for me. I want to know where she comes from, her background, anything you can find on her. I want to know who she’s done spells for before and what the result was.”
“Got it,” Remus said, nodding.
“I also want you to put a group of shifters on Turk’s tail.”
“What?”
“I want you to find out what he’s been up to. Something isn’t right, and I want to know what’s going on. Rory is here for him, and Dario doesn’t seem to know where his own son is. It doesn’t make sense. That, combined with Dario asking for a mate… I want to know what Turk is up to before I give him someone from our pack.”
Remus assented. “I’m sure we can find something.”
“Good,” I said. “If it all goes well, we’ll be in a very different place soon.”
Remus got what I was all about. He left the mansion to do my bidding, and I sat back on the couch. My mind drifted to Aster. I’d lost her because I hadn’t been powerful enough to protect her. My heart had been ripped out when she’d died, and I’d vowed I would never let something like that happen again.
I had to be sure that I stayed in control—that I was powerful enough to deal with anyone and anything that came my way.
If Dario was true to his word—which he usually was—Alina could do that for me, and it would all work out right.
I just had to make sure Turk didn’t have an agenda of his own. Who knew what tricks he’d picked up in New York, where vampires were a part of the game. If Colter could turn to the darkness like that, what would his shifters be able to do?
Which made me think of Rory.
What was she really doing here? Why was her power so fucking magnetic that I couldn’t stay away from her?
She was another question mark thrown into the mix, and I didn’t like it.
I didn’t want to like her, either.
That part was harder to achieve.
7
BISHOP
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.
I left my house to check up on a few businesses. I had my finger in a couple of different pies, making sure that the money never stopped flowing. Everything from logistics to stock trading, to elite cars, and whatever else piqued my interest, I had lined up. I had a fantastic team of beings—some human and some shifters—who knew how to run the businesses, and the beings who ran each business reported to me.
When I stepped out of the building where my logistics company was housed, I felt a tingle of magic. It ran over my skin, brushing up against me almost like a cat, and I looked around, trying to figure out where it came from.
