ak to him. Most of his thoughts are in a language I don’t understand, although I did pick up something about a book, a magickal book,” he says cryptically.
“A magickal book? What’s in it?” I remember Sebastian saying something about a book that CK was looking at.
He shrugs. “That I don’t know.”
“Hm, thanks.” Looking at Cole, I say, “I’m going up. Coming?”
“Of course,” he says without hesitation. I grab his hand and tilt my head up for a kiss from my Wolf. “Bye, Linc,” I say when he lets me go.
I Astral us upstairs, as he waves us off.
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED TWELVE
C K and Sebastian are huddled over the table when we pop in.
“Aefre,” CK stands up to kiss me. “Cole,” he says coldly.
“Constantine,” Cole replies just as coldly.
Fuck’s sake. I really do need to sort this out. It won’t do.
CK looks from Sebastian to Cole. “We’ve already met on the internet. Hello, Cole. Nice to see you again,” Sebastian says politely.
Cole just nods and pulls me back against him, draping his arms over me in a possessive move, which has me rolling my eyes and CK about to blow a gasket.
“This is a pleasant surprise, my sweet. We are ‘Astraporting’ now?” he inquires, using the word I came up with to describe Demon Xane’s transportation maneuver, but it also works quite nicely to combine my Astralling and his Teleporting ability.
“Well, everyone seems to be ignoring my rule anyway today,” I say pointedly, staring at the two who broke the rules. Neither looks overly concerned by my reprimand, which annoys me. Where’s the fear?
“Sebastian. Stay away from Scott,” I warn.
“I didn’t go near him,” he says, affronted.
“Do you know what he is?” I ask him. He shakes his head. “Then stay away from him.”
“What is he?” he asks, intrigued.
Ignoring his question, I ask my own, “What’s this about a book?”
Catching them both off guard, they look guiltily at each other before adjusting their features into matching innocent looks. If I weren’t so mad by the secrecy, I would have laughed at them.
“What book?” CK asks smoothly.
But he isn’t fooling me. “I’m guessing it’s why Sebastian is here in the first place. What is it?” I ask again forcefully.
Silence.
“It isn’t rhetorical,” I yell.
CK sighs. “Aefre. You can never leave anything alone, can you?” CK asks.
Cole, despite his anger at my sire, snickers in my ear.
“You got that right,” he adds.
I shake Cole off me – the Judas – and step forward. “Start talking, D’Arcangelo,” I growl.
Sebastian’s eyebrows go up. “She last-named you?” he asks incredulously. “I don’t think anyone in the history of the world has ever done that before.”