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Belee appraised her with a critical eye "Pretty face"

Chloe wanted to spit in hers

"Shame to cover it up, but" Fro "We need to rehter of Webb"

"At's no mi na!"

"It is your name You just didn't know it Your father, Dustin Todd, is also known as Preston Webb The cohter of the most hated man in all the Lore"

Chapter Seven

I never scented him," Will muttered with a chin jerk toward a centaur in the distance, past row after row of parked cars at the dened with the Pravus, the evil side of the Lore

"Probably because I dialed down your nose," Munro said, his hter of his for sale Which

Munro had a bloody spring in his step

The centaur in question had a nyainst the side of a sports car and was rutting her with zero-to-sixty thrusts

The ride was a Mustang Fitting

"We're no' to fight theods truce going on tonight" Not far in the distance, they heard scores of i

As they strode by the couple, Munro muttered in Gaelic, "Did one-or both-of us do that nyh he , so that he never bedded the same one twice

Tas too close to three times, and to this day, he had a phobia about that

Munro's question was answered when the nymph waved happily at the brothers; the centaur shot thery shoves, she gasped: "Hi, guysunh, see youunh, later?"

"Ah, sure thing, sweet," Munro said

Ny butsuccubae

Munro told Will, "Perhaps a coet back in the saddle? I know it's been weeks for you"

Try ression?"

Munro also knew all about Will'ssince recognized his "relationship" with Ruelle for what it was-a violation of a young htmare-the scars remained

"I've no time for that Coe, plucking clothes froarments that appeared less worn/dirty than others "It's nearly e Rover turbo here, topping the thing out on old Louisiana county roads "Does no' matter if we're late," he said "I doubt we can win this auction I could only drum up a million-dollar wire on such short notice And the lowest nu app-I shite you no'-was one ood is it to be rich if we canna scrape up the scratch to buy a political prisoner on a whim?"

Past a line of pecan trees lay a wide-open field packed with Loreans Understandable Webb had upended countless lives, and this capture was the first lead on him since the prison break

As Will and Munro strode into the crowd, they saw all ypsy and berserker hue of the Lore

Most ied to one of the two ly, the te But then, they had a coroup of young Vertas shifters-fox, wolverine, and cheetah-that Will recognized from the island While the Pravus shifters were predominantly reptilian, the Vertas were most often mammalian

One of these pups called out, "Mr MacRieve!" and they all turned and gazed at Will as if he were soht have organized them and saved their lives-as Nix had predicted-but only to save his own arse

He'd fought to live solely for revenge

Aside from the alliances, there were the neutral factions like the nymphs, ere likely only present to scope out new bedle of theet their attention

Will muttered, "I really fuckin' hate that" He crossed his arms over his chest, found a new hole in his shirt

Munro nodded "Hate it-beyond the telling of it But you do know I'ht?"

"No' even on your best day, brathair"

They spotted a few more Vertas allies: the fey, Furies, Valkyries, and behorned members from some of the solid demonarchies

There were at least as many Pravus members: soldiers from dark demonarchies, Sorceri, nearly two dozen centaurs, and countless Cerunnos-giant snakelike hu and just as deadly Crocodilae and viper shifters abounded

Will followed Munro, surveying the sea of Loreans for succubae What if they were here tonight? Seed-feeders were Pravus as well

Then I'll be jeopardizing this truce directly Because nothing would stop hi any he came across Just as he'd done for all his life To date, he'd ended twenty-four

When a witch passed close by hi around with headsets, as if they were on a trading floor "Phone bidders?" Will glowered in one's direction If his Instinct were intact, it'd warn: -Guard yourself-

Their cousin Bowe rand mercenary House of Witches; didn't mean the rest of the clan had overcoainst Wiccae

Will spotted Malko in the direction of the stage The vampire/dereeted Malko in step beside him

Munro said, "Demon, you're no' often seen without Carrow" Another local witch, also a forh Malkom had been born a demon in some far-off, archaic demonarchy, he'd been turned part vaer than a Lykae But he still identified as a de leeches

Like most of us Just last year, Will and Munro had been ordered to stor Lachlain's e Just before they'd reached the peri with anticipation, already i the havoc he'd wreak, they'd been called off

How different things oddalish, Malkom said, "Carrow, Mariketa, and so of immortals who died on the island"

Will understood why Malko ht, with lethal-looking horns He would scare the hell out of the tots "So if Carrow and Mariketa are no' here, who's running this show?"

"Some teen witches They think Carrow and Mari don't know I'et killed by the Pravus"

"The witches are Vertas," Munro pointed out "Why no' keep the prize for our side?"

Mayhap because they're all bent for the dollar, each and every one of theed

"So what do you know about this prisoner?" Munro asked "How'd she get caught?"