“How are you going to mask your scent?” Noah asked.
“I brought a vial of masking agent. Dragons have no scent.”
“And your eyes?”
“Contacts that give me a slightly elongated pupil at all times. I’ll call it a quirk.”
Realization dawned on Lily. “You’re going undercover? Isn’t that too dangerous?”
“Sure as fuck is,” Dmitri growled, glaring at his sister.
“I can handle this. And it’ll make it easier to get the women away. It’s better if we can get them all out at once, but if we can only free one at a time, I can take on their appearance, to give them more time to get away.”
“Are you going in alone?” she asked, concern welling up inside her.
“I am. But Dmitri’s gift is telepathy, and it’s strong between us. We can be up to a hundred miles away from each other and still hear. I won’t really be alone, and he and Liam will know what’s going on at all times.”
Noah shook his head. “It still feels too risky. And how are you going to get them to take you, anyway?”
Damara shrugged. “I figured I’d pop the contacts in, give myself a good spritz, and walk around the festival. My pupils are bound to be noticed.”
“I don’t like this,” he muttered, repositioning his ballcap.
“Do you have a better idea? Lily’s information on the buyers will help a lot, but it won’t tell us what’s really going on behind the scenes. And we need to act fast if we want to save those women.”
Noah growled, the sound coming from deep within his chest. “Fuck.”
Lily took that to mean he didn’t have a better idea. They stood in silence for a minute before Damara cleared her throat.
“Right. Well, we better get started. The sooner I can get to the festival, the better, and I still need to get ready.”
Lily walked up to her and hugged her tightly. “Be careful.”
As soon as she released her, Noah took her place. She watched as Damara whispered something in his ear that made him give a small smile, but she couldn’t make out what it was. They pulled apart, and a moment later, the three were gone.
Silence filled the room, and she glanced over at Noah, taking in his worried frown. Reaching out, she took his hand in hers and squeezed. “Everything’s going to work out. Have some faith.”
He smiled faintly, pulling her in and hugging her to him. “Having you by my side makes having faith easier. They’re excellent Enforcers. They know what they’re doing. I just don’t like that it’s not all of us doing this together, and that we don’t know what Fernandez and his men might have up their sleeves. We don’t know what they’re capable of. Hell, we don’t even know how many are involved.”
“Faith, Noah. But if you can’t manage it on your own, I’ll give you some of mine.”
She felt him kiss the top of her head. “You’re an amazing woman, you know that?”
She pulled back, craning her neck to look him in the eyes. “You’re just as amazing, if not more.”
Chuckling, he squeezed her waist before pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “Come on. Let’s get out of here before this turns into a no, you are debate.”
Noah draped his wrist over the steering wheel, sliding a glance at Lily. She was in the passenger seat, her face screwed up in concentration, biting her bottom lip as she typed away on her laptop.
They’d barely cleared the hotel parking lot before she was at work, hacking away at the website to get the information for the peop
le who bought tickets to the auction. They were halfway back to the clubhouse and she’d already found info on three bidders.
“Yes! I got another one,” she exclaimed, satisfaction on her features. “Emailing the info to Blake and Dmitri now.”
Reaching over, he put his hand on her thigh and squeezed. “Good job. Any idea how many tickets were bought?”
She blew a breath out, her expression unhappy as she shook her head. “I have no idea. But we have to figure there’s at least seven, one for each woman. And logically, there will probably be more. What better way to get higher prices than to have multiple bidders?”