Red Moon Secrets (Deadly Beauties 3)

"Now we just need to know who we're facing."

"The woman in white," Kane mumbles, thinking back to the small girl who has haunted his every thought.

"Sierra and I are going to go out tonight, see if we can sniff out anything that could be tracking us," Amy interjects, being unusually helpful for a change.

Kane stays lost in thought, never even hearing her, so she looks to Dray to make sure he heard her.

"I'll come with you. In case you have any problems," Chaz says, letting his devilish grin quirk up.

Oh. My. God. Did he seriously just flirt with her?

Amy rolls her eyes, though I swear she's secretly struggling not to smile.

"Last I checked, lycans are a little more badass than dusters. We'll be fine."

Chaz leans forward, eyes narrowed in challenge, and lips curved in a flirting grin.

"You have no idea how badass I can be."

Yep. He's flirting. Definitely flirting. We're not friends anymore. Nope.

Amy smirks as she leans forward, letting a feral gleam coat her eyes before they spark orange. "I'm not impressed by boys who fart glitter."

Several spurts of laughter spill free, but Chaz takes it well, shaking his head as he chuckles, too. He doesn't really fart glitter—I don't think.

Amy's smirk turns into a genuine grin, and I actually think I see a touch of blush on her cheeks. The devil bitch blushes. Unbelievable.

Dice's eyes widen as his laughter halts. "The woman in white," he says urgently, causing all of our laughter to taper off in response. "It's the imposter who is pretending to be Calypso."

He acts as though he has had a stroke of genius. Instead of being met with praise or gasps of realization, he's met with groans of exasperation.

"What?" he asks as the majority of the room gawks at him.

"Really?" Sierra says while settling down onto Deke's lap. "You don't think that's the first person we would have suspected."

Dice frowns as he glances around at all the eye rolls. Mom decides to elaborate for the clueless incubus.

"Frankie has stayed at the light council since we discovered there was an imposter. He hasn't let her out of his sight. You can vaporize to move around inside the council dwelling, but you can't vaporize yourself from inside to outside or from outside to inside. You have to walk in or out. She's a part of this, but she's not the leader."

Dice curses quietly while pacing, apparently trying to think. That's scary—Dice thinking.

"Why can't you go speak with the light council? Turn her in? Expose the bitch?" he finally says, rushing the words out.

"Because we don't need the woman in white and her minions to know Calypso is alive and well," Drackus says, pulling Mom closer. "Th

ey most likely know she escaped, but as long as she's not there, they probably think she's dead, hurt, or lost. That gives us the upper hand because they can take their time, pace themselves, be cautious. If we rush them, the whole damn thing could blow all to hell—quite literally. We have no idea what power they have, but it's a lot. A hell of a lot."

Before Dice can say anything, a body starts materializing. I tense, terrified it's about to be Gage, and Kane stands, ready to fight. I grab him, but he relaxes when we see the brilliantly blond hair attached to a familiar face.

"Frankie," Mom murmurs, jumping up to wrap her arms around him.

He jerks her to him and hugs her like he hasn't seen her in ages. I almost smirk at the scowling father of mine. I move toward them, only to be ripped up and violently pulled into the embrace.

"Damn, I've missed you," he murmurs against my hair, and I smile as I return the embrace, realizing then and there how much I've missed the mischievous ass.

He finally withdraws with tears glistening in his eyes.

"I've missed you, warlock," I mutter, making him smile.