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Didn’t like me knowing what he truly was.

I guess we’d all shed the masks now, revealing our true faces.

“Vivienne,” he murmured carefully. “Is there anything you need?”

Even now, amongst all of this, he wanted to take care of me.

I glanced behind him as another male followed, dressed the same, carrying the same weapons. “Carven,” I murmured.

“Right here, Wildcat.” Came the croak behind me.

I spun, finding him standing here, freshly showered and dressed in a t-shirt and black cargo pants, holding two cups of coffee in his hand. “Figured I’d let you sleep for as long as I could.”

I lifted my gaze from the steaming cups. “You did?”

His brow tightened before he stepped forward, handing me a cup. “Yeah.”

“Guild!” London boomed, drawing every focus to the open door.

Our butler-slash-mercenary moved, stepping around us to enter the study. Others followed, men I didn’t know. Still, they seemed to know me, giving me a gentle nod as they passed and stepped into the room.

“Ares is out,” London snarled. “I don’t know if Hale got to him, or what.”

I turned at the name and moved in.

“Baby…” Carven called, his tone full of worry.

But I was too far gone to not be a part of whatever they were planning. I had blood on my hands…a lot of blood. And I was prepared for more.

London glanced my way the moment I stepped through the door. Those hard eyes never widened, nor did they show any concern before he looked away. A flare of pain tore through me. Did he just…dismiss me?

“I have someone already intercepting his calls.” One man who’d followed Guild into the room murmured. “If he’s with Hale, then we’ll know soon enough.”

London shook his head. “We can’t wait that long. If the others are involved, then we’ll have no choice but to take them out too.”

“Kill them?” The words slipped out before I realized it.

The room went quiet. All heads turned my way.

“Yes, Vivienne,” London said carefully. “If they’re not with us—”

“They’re against us,” I finished for him.

Meredith’s face rose. A face that was faintly familiar. One I’d seen in that place, and a cold shiver of fear rose. Something was happening at the Ares house. Something dark. Something dangerous…and London was about to make it even more deadly.

“We need to track down the others, as well. Riven, Kane, and Thomas Cruz. They have to be close. They can’t have gone underground. There’s no way Hale would let them. No, he’d hold them close. There’s still value in doing his dirty work. There’s still work for The Principal, The Teacher, and The Priest. We need to know exactly who we’re dealing with before we go in.”

I flinched with the names. I didn’t know their real ones…just The Principal, The Teacher, and The Priest. Those I knew. A shiver ripped through me as it hit me. “Go into The Order?”

Only this time there was no explanation, nor did London meet my gaze. He just looked down. “We have no other choice.”

Carven placed his coffee on the desk behind me, then stepped around, grabbed the bottom of his shirt and tugged it over his head. The same black shirt the others wore settled over his black pants. What the fuck was happening?

I shook my head as I realized. “You…you’re going in there?”

“We have no choice,” London answered.

I spun as that howling terror crawled upward inside me. “No…no no no no no. You don’t want to do that. You don’t want to go into that place.”

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