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He shut off the water and snagged a towel After he was dry, he pulled on a pair of boxers, jeans, and a blue T-shirt, then wiped at the condensation on the htened the corners of his eyes and pinched at his lips He ran his fingers through his black hair and backed away from the mirror

There was only one choice He had to find a way to get along with Lucien All these confusing, jagged eain saw the light of day With tih to find his soulmate

With a weary sigh, he went downstairs to seek the man out

The Weavers house was a three-story antebellu roo billiards room where they kept all their weapons It was unlike anyplace he’d ever lived in the past—especially his tiny childhood home mere blocks away from the beach in California—and he loved every inch of the place Dane had poured his heart and soul into restoring old wood floors, banisters, andcondition Nearly every rooht fixtures, carpets, and s The only proble to actually clean the place

Right now, the first floor was eerily quiet Not a co in thein the apart on the place—nor with re

Now, the silence felt almost ominous

At the bottom of the stairs, he started to turn toward the kitchen when Clay’s voice rang out

“Calder, can you co room?”

His heart stopped in his chest, and his stoht knot He’d been expecting this It wasn’t like they could fire hi There was only one Water Weaver in the world, and he was it

Well, they could kill him and wait for him to be reincarnated into a new body—preferably as so with the Fire Weaver But they wouldn’t take such drastic ht? It would take over twenty years for the new Water Weaver to appear

All that aside, the idea of letting down the men he saw as brothers sucked beyond words

Straightening his shoulders and lifting his head, Calder kicked his unease as he walked across the hall He paused in the open doorway, taking in the sight of Clay, Grey, and Lucien seated at the large table

All threeby their dae of clothes However, Grey was the only one who still looked battered and worn like an old shoe Re, but it was likely evenbetween him and Lucien

So the water The scent of roast beef flavored the air, and the oven door whined as it was opened and shut The soft h Must be their night to cook

From his spot at the head of the table, Clay pointed at the open chair next to Lucien “Have a seat, please We want to talk to both of you”

“This feels awfully like an intervention,” Lucien ed into faded jeans and a dark-red Henley Black browsnose in a frown “What the hell, Clay?”

“Yep, that’s what this is An intervention You two have been fighting each other foreveryone insane” Clay crossed his arlare at each of them as Calder sat Worry pricked Calder as he faced his friends—he and Lucien had been kind of a pain

“Today, it was out of hand,” Grey added He ed his te the lingering effects of his ered everyone” He placed both arms on the table as he scooted closer to it “Lucien, you’re being self-centered and recklessly i directions lately”

“Tell me how you really feel, Grey” Lucien’s lips stretched into a lazy sneer

“I aers on the wood table “We’re all in a lot of danger, and we don’t need you flying by the seat of your pants Hell, the other day, you coarded what Clay told you to do Then you set a da on fire”