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He and Munro hated it when feeable cogs in a joke "Nix It's good to see you," he said, for the second tiht
At least she was interesting to be around Andwith her to be priceless She could help a Lore creature get out of whatever predicament he found himself in
No present predicaments for Will Unless Nix could send hi
For the last few centuries, he and Munro had lived in Bheinnrose, a colony they'd founded in Nova Scotia Will was the leader of that arm of Clan MacRieve, but for fuck's sake, who couldn't do that job? All he did was sign a lot of forms Customarily after Munro read them
Without a nice grisly war to occupy the-the brothers had headed south to Louisiana, looking for a change of pace During an Accession, so near a Lore hot spot like New Orleans Such as awith Nix
Plus, Will had burned through all the available nymphs in the North, since he never slept with the same female twice
Usually by reement
A big-rig driver pulled abreast of the Bentley and blasted his horn so loud the car vibrated
"Mortals," Nix sighed "So what did you want to talk to me about, Oolay-ahhhm?"
He frowned at the slaughtered pronunciation of his first naht a twinkle in her eye "Just callme, remember? I assumed you wanted to talk about Munro"
"Umm, no"
Aard silence Well, as long as he had a soothsayer here"Mayhap you want to give oods on where to find hisdrives was to find his fated one, and Nix had helped three ainst all odds-during this Accession alone
"You ask about his before your own?"
"Munro craves his" He needed that feed for offspringtwo Lykae lads in their house
Yet Munro had best be careful what he wished for; an old oracle had once predicted he'd be cursed with a "harridan" for his mate
"And you don't crave yours? Spill to Nixie I won't tell anyone anything This night is our little secret"
As if those words weren't disturbing enough to Will, Nix's bat chose that s to span her collarbones, its wee talons embedded in her shirt
"It's coht he'd possessed his mate What a bluidy fool you were
"Don't make me turn this car around, wolf"
He raised a brow "Verra well I've envied other ht now" He pulled on his collar Understatement Hi then, I'm MacRieve, and this isa lot of him
Even so, he couldn't stop hi, "Have you foreseen mine, then?"
"Oh! Here's my exit!" With expert precision, Nix cut across the second lane of traffic to an off-ramp They turned, still in reverse, onto a smaller country road
Before he could repeat his question, Nix asked, "So what are you going to wear to the apocalypse? I'"
"Apocalypse?"
"We all ods and men Or they in"
"And ould they be, Valkyrie?"
"The Møriør Bringers of Doom By the time I even foresee them, it's already too late"
Ominous words "You can't drop a line like that without unpacking it"
"Just did, You-Lame!"
"It's MacRieve!"
"Where?" she gasped, jerking a glance toward the side of the road She swerved sharply before righting the car They collected another horn honk
"Nix, answer me"
She faced hi that away "Let's just put it this way: sot 'em"
Will tried to muster the appropriate apocalyptic concern But if you'd lived as long-and as badly-as he had, i end-of-world scenarios lost their bite
Nix's expression perked up "Here's our turn"
He finally twisted in his seat to glance over his shoulder It was a dirt road overgroith banana trees and kudzu As they wound deeper into a glooain felt sorry for this Bentley
After botto out-backward-for a fourth ti and parked "Oh We ended up being early"
"For what?" Did she want to show hi out here? "Where are we?"
"Our destination Consider it a waypoint"
"Why? A somewhere else?" he asked, the hair on the back of his neck rising Was there a threat? He scented nothing, and his Instinct remained quiet
But then, these days it was usually quiet
In any case, Nix would have foreseen any trouble, and she'd specifically driven to this place
She turned to face hi him the full view of her crazy The bat's placement on her T-shirt made it seem like Bertil had been captioned SEXUALLY LIBERATED UNINHIBITED TART
Nix was so lovely and sodaed
"Let's talk a sec, just you and me Relax, don't you trust me?" she asked in a playful tone
"Face it, Valkyrie There are few in the Lore that I trust, and you're one of them" She was a tested and true ally of the clan
"Hoeet, Ahllomeam-"
"MacRieve, Nix" Just because she was trusted didn't mean she couldn't be a pain in the arse "Could you call iven name? Now, back to my mate When will I find her?"
"Before Munro finds his"
"That tellsdecades, centuries?"
"How boorish of " She leaned in closer to him "Look into my eyes Let me see your history"
History? Not just foresight? "I doona know about this-"
"Ruelle did a number on you," she said softly "But I already knew that"
He jerked his head back "And what have you heard, then?" Whisperings of his sha the older Lykae of the clan
Had other factions learned of that?