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“No, I had the morning off, and I have been in fucking meetings for most of the afternoon and evening. Why?”
“Magnus visited Fenris at the sanctuary and got a new tattoo.”
“Where? He’s basically covered with them already.”
Zenix used his finger to swipe at the front of his own throat. That was basically the one patch of visible skin the Artane brothers hadn’t covered with ink. Well, besides their faces, of course. And though the sides of their necks were already tattooed, the front was bare.
“Magnus got Brielle’s name tattooed on his neck so no one can miss it.”
The move was as subtle as a slap to the face, but Magnus had been determined to proclaim that Brielle was his mate to the entire universe.
Nico stopped pacing and slowly smiled. “Why the fuck didn’t I think of that?”
As he bounded down the steps, Zenix called out, “Where are you going now?”
“To see Fenris.”
“He’s probably sleeping at this time of night.”
“Then, I’ll wake him up!”
Zenix shook his head and chuckled. The Krytos tattoo artist was surely going to love that. Since Zenix hadn’t been able to talk Magnus out of branding himself with his mate’s name, he didn’t even bother trying with Nico.
Freaks.
All mated males were freaks, Zenix thought as he got up and headed back inside. He’d take a look at the threat file before getting some more sleep. He wanted to be well-rested before dealing with the singer’s security issues the following day.
And if he got to do a little ass-kicking, that was definitely something to look forward to.
Chapter Three
Ayla D’Nye felta surge of excitement the moment she stepped onto the stage in the arena on Evo. It raced through her bloodstream, firing up her system, until she was practically glowing like a supernova under the spotlights that focused on her.
When her band began to play, she nodded her head to the rhythm of the driving beat, waiting for her cue. Then, she opened her mouth and began to sing. Her hauntingly beautiful voice was a powerful instrument, resonating through the sound system to reach every corner of the large arena.
She always started out her playlist with an upbeat number, wanting to get the crowd hyped up. With that in mind, she’d chosen to open her set with one of her anthemic hits that everyone knew. She hadn’t performed it live in quite a while, so people were bound to be excited to hear it. She loved when the crowd sang along with her, and the energy would set the tone for the rest of the show.
Ayla loved singing. She had been born for it. Music was simply in her blood, and the lyrics came straight from her soul. When melodies filled her head, it was impossible to think of anything else until she wrote them down. Performing was an adrenaline rush unlike any other, but she would have gladly continued to write songs even if no one listened to them.
Luckily, they not only listened…they loved her music.
She had done quite well for herself and had cultivated an impressive following over the years. She had fans all over the known universe and had won a number of awards and accolades, but that wasn’t what drove her.
The music was enough to do that.
Her career as a singer and songwriter had spanned over three decades, and she had written music in several different genres. In fact, she was known for mixing genres. She had the vocal abilities for opera or classical crossover, but she also loved pop, rock, and EDM. She enjoyed doing the unexpected, blending things that might not seem to belong together and turning it into something beautiful.
While most D’Aire were considered fairly reserved and private, Ayla thrived in the limelight. She had never intentionally sought to become famous, although doing what she loved had brought her both fame and fortune. Honestly, being a celebrity was more of a bother than a bonus, but she tried not to complain too much since she enjoyed the benefits of it. It allowed her to live the life she wanted, and she was able to provide well for her family, friends, and crew.
Living on a space cruiser most of the time wasn’t ideal, but at least they were all comfortable and had plenty of space on the large vessel. She loved traveling to different planets and space stations to perform, but it was starting to take its toll. Because of that, she knew it was time for a break. So, after the concert on Evo, they would all be taking an extended vacation.
Ayla planned to relax and write new music, but she still hadn’t decided where. She could return to her residence on Earth, or the one she kept on the D’Aire home world. While she would have more privacy amongst the D’Aire, she enjoyed the lively atmosphere in Zion when she needed to get her creativity flowing. Hell, she could go anywhere she wanted. Revisit an old favorite or pick a new place and explore.
There were no limits to where she could go or what she could do.
But first, she had a concert to smash.
Being asked to headline the show to celebrate the launch of the new game, Evolution, was a big honor, but Ayla hadn’t just been asked to sing at the concert. She’d also written and recorded the theme song for the game. While it was only in the beta testing phase, Evolution was all everyone was talking about. Although she wasn’t much of a gamer, her brother, Artem, was. He was extremely excited about the game and couldn’t wait to check everything out once the concert was over.
