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was decked out with the latest gadgets. There was a system of caves below the building that was built to accommodate most anything. Including an entire hive of buildings all connected by a central command post Gabe manned. There was also an alternate mode of travel, via a sort of subway system. She’d tried to follow how the system worked exactly, but wasn’t entirely sure. She at least caught onto the basics. The energy from the mantle created hot spots and at these hotspots were gateways or ports. Ports that lead to other places on the globe. They were closely guarded, and Gabe didn’t want to go any further than that, which was cool with her. She was restricted from the lower levels.
    She just wished she could have stayed topside. Her primary feather tingled at the base of her neck, and she moved her hair to the side to allow the brisk air to reach it. The air conditioning unit was b lowing cold air. It reminded her of flying high in the stratosphere with her little sister Aria. She thrived in the open air. She didn’t like the feeling of being caged. Royce on one side of her suite, Ronin on the other with Dietrich across the way. If she didn’t know any better she’d say it was done on purpose, and because of the new schedule and training, they were all stuck here for the next three weeks. The implications that they were in danger was laughable. The Enclave had never been compromised for as long as she could remember, and that was a long time.
    The walls inside the rooms weren’t thin, but to an immortal they might as well have been. She could hear everything, including the woman in the room next to her with Royce, the music blaring from Dietrich’s room across the hall, and the steady breathing of Ronin from his room. He must be sleeping she thought. Both brothers had an appeal she couldn’t deny. Ronin was quiet and untamed, Royce, loud and attention grabbing, if the noises in the room next to her were anything to go by. He wanted her to hear it. She knew it and refused to let it bother her.
    The twins were two opposites of the same coin. Their only difference were their eyes. Ronin’s a liquid silver that sometimes seemed subdued with blue undertones when he was focused on someone; Royce with flames of amber that sometimes seemed suffused with a sort of orange starburst around the pupils. Their goat-tees neatly trimmed, surrounded lips meant to tease a woman. The silent silver eyed devil was bald. The loud mouth, narcissistic fool who-wouldn’t–stop-talking-if-you-paid-him-to-twin, kept his hair sexy, with his just-got-out-of-bed-after-a-good-fuck look. Ronin exuded an intense savage confidence and Royce was a sexual magnet you could only stand to be around in small doses.
    She wasn’t going to think about their sculpted bodies or the bulge she couldn’t help but notice. She shivered at the thought. Nope, she wasn’t going to think about that at all. The one time she’d ever had sex, was the time she and the idiot currently housed across from her had taken her virginity. That had been almost three hundred years ago. He was a dick back then too. She’d been so attracted to his bad boy image. Dietrich Johnson was an enigma and just as quickly as Surelle had announced they were to be mated, he’d left even quicker. One minute she’d been head over heels, the next broken hearted on the day of their mating ceremony. Soon, she’d be the next Matria and originally it was thought Dietrich would be her consort. Could she question herself and say she still had feelings for him? It was him who’d left her. He’d promised her the world, and then when it came time to deliver on those promises he’d disappeared, reduced her to nothing more than a girl he’d fucked. He used to call her his, and now she was just a female. If she thought she’d love him then, she knew now what she felt for him was a girl’s flighty infatuation.
    The knock at the door took her from her thoughts, and she pulled the towel closed