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"Yeah, well, too back to the pack so the special treatment ends"

"Lucien I…"

"What is it?" Hethe door open Caia crept forward She could see through the crack between the wall and where the door was hinged to it Lucien bent over Rose as she sat propped up in bed, her hand in his, concern for her clearly shining in his eyes "What’s wrong?"

"I was thinking maybe maybe I could come back with you"

He bent forward and pressed a soft kiss on the corner of herback down the corridor She fled towards the elevator, an i down froht button, Caia refused to let go to azed into the ht of her fragile paleness The time for heartache had to end Howherself before that sunk in? She had a witch and a war to obliterate

Alone

"Caia!" Phoebe called to her impatiently, and she hurried over to the lykan as she waited by a portal By now the sickening travel of a portal was so used to and they stepped out into the Parisian night with a little htened up froazed up and over it to the steps that led up to Notre Dahts of the city tingling her senses

"Caia?"

Ignoring the hunter, she began walking towards the gothic cathedral that rose up out of the Left Bank as surreal as the Center she had just departed frooyles that perched upon the side of the cathedral, their presence there only adding matic atmosphere of the place itself

"I can’t believe this," she heard Phoebea hold of Caia’s wrist in a painful grip "We’re not here to sightsee, Caia"

"But I’ve never been to Paris before, aren’t you a her away towards the streets of the Latin Quarter "I’ve killed two lykans here in the past three years I’ve seen all of Paris I’ll ever want to see"

With that wonderful dose of harsh reality, Caia forgot about not having the opportunity to see Paris as a tourist and began leading the way towards the jazz club They were silent together as they strode through the narrow streets, passed excited tourists, and ignored obviously suggestive looks and gestures fro and old Caia realized, as they approached the club, that she and Phoebe were comfortable in each other’s company precisely because neither of the

"Is this it?" Phoebe nodded towards the ground floor of a block of what, with their little s and potted flowers sitting on ledges edged with quaint wrought-iron railings, had to be aparts, with the words Jazz Club written on thelish The double doors that were built in off the street were boarded over with a large padlock thrown on for goodthe padlock and boards

After a o ahead and she pressed her hand against the padlock, her ulf it In a second it quietly popped and dissolved into water With her lykan strength the boards snapped away from the door with ease A moment later Phoebe followed and pulled the doors shut behind her without a noise

Both of theh the shadows of the darkened room, passed the little round tables and the bar up ahead, and passed the stage off center to the left

"Behind there," Caia whispered, pointing to the right side of the bar where they could see a dark opening "There’s a hallway there that leads to the door to the storeroom In there is the door to the base the base a resolute nod, Phoebe re it up as she went

"Wait," Caia whispered urgently

"What now?"

"I’e"

Phoebe’s eyes widened "Good idea," she whispered back

It felt like forever, waiting for her change to be coe that the dae her anxiety

She didn’t like daemons

Caia found it prudent to keep the shield up around Phoebe as they h the club, afraid that her claould ainst the concrete floor and ruin ‘the element of surprise’ part of their plan that was kind of crucial to it going sether they stood outside the door to the storeroo vigilant upon the trap door in the floor that opened up to the basee wolf eyes telling her she was ready Caia nodded and pulled back with her energy, before pushing it back out and blasting the door off its hinges Phoebe took off before the door was even gone and lunged at the dae She knocked it off its feet and raceful fall sent crates of bottles s down and around them Caia shot in after her and blasted out a tube of water as it punched at Phoebe’s sides, desperate to unclamp her jaws from his neck As the hunter held him distracted, Caia forced the tube down his throat and held it there until he fell unconscious Phoebe wasn’t taking any chances She chewed and masticated until his head rolled away fro sound from the back of her throat that reminded Caia of her own dae hiht of the daeht in the ed up thein her ar inside of her Taking a hold of its reins she focused it on the dae just a dusty trace of it ever having been there Phoebe made a sound from the back of her throat and Caia turned around to see the atching her, and even in her lykan form her expression seemed to say, "You’re kind of scary, you know that"<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>