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who had murdered our kind.” Halloran’s voice was dark and dangerous, and she hoped he didn’t shift right then and there and incinerate her one and only prisoner.
    She’d have to shift quickly, and try to defend Brett, and then she’d be highly pissed at her brother for making her do it.
    “Are you going to make a nice bonfire out of him on a cold dark night, Ena?” Halloran asked.
    She still hadn’t taken her eyes off her brother, wary, watching him for any indication he might shift, but she wanted to see what Alton was doing also. She figured he’d be scowling at both her and the prisoner just as much as her brother was.
    She noticed then that Brett sat taller beside her, his eyes narrowed at her brother. She would give the human credit for not being a coward. Halloran could be intimidating. Like now. Even though anyone might stand up to a dragon shifter fae, the posture wouldn’t be enough to keep him or her from being toast, however.
    “Aren’t you going to ask us to dinner, dear sister?”
    “No. I assumed you had already eaten.” She hadn’t assumed anything of the kind, but she wasn’t about to let him know that. She hadn’t intended to invite him. Certainly not when she knew why he was here.
    Halloran pulled out a chair across from her and sat down. She expected Alton to sit next to her brother, but instead, he moved straight for her side of the table. He was wearing his typical human blue jeans, loving the fabric more than any fae material, and she was always amused that he would do so—despite that some ridiculed him for the habit. He was also wearing a T-shirt that said, “Play with fire and you WILL get burned.”
    Cute. True, too.
    His dark brown hair curled about his ears, a little longer than her hair also. Almost everyone’s was but her butler’s. Alton’s eyes were dark chocolate and narrowed on her prisoner, but when Alton realized she was looking at him and not her brother, his eyes widened a little and a smile curved his mouth in an interested way.
    She would have smiled back if it hadn’t been she knew he was not happy about her bringing a prisoner home. And she was certain he’d give her a hard time with it just as she knew her brother would.
    She was so surprised when Alton took the chair next to her and pulled it out, she realized her jaw had dropped. She quickly rectified that by snapping her mouth shut. He sat down in the chair and pulled it closer to her. So much so, he brushed her leg with his own. And that he hadn’t done before either.
    Instantly, her whole body heated. He hadn’t overtly shown her this much interest ever. Was he bothered that she’d seated the human prisoner beside her?
    “We haven’t eaten. Thanks for the invite,” Halloran said, drawing her attention to him. He was watching her and Alton curiously, but he seemed more amused than perturbed by Alton’s actions. Her brother called out to the kitchen, “Lila, bring us two more plates.”
    Ena’s butler was standing at the serving table, waiting for her to allow him to serve everyone wine. She nodded, but when Ryker tried to add wine to Brett’s glass, he covered it with his hand and shook his head.
    She was still pondering being stuck with her brother and his friend’s arrival and thinking she might as well make the most of it, but she didn’t like this business with Alton just because she had a prisoner guest at the table.
    She had a choice. She could either put up with Alton’s pushiness and try to ignore the way his leg was pressed up against hers, making her blood heat—but not in an angry way, she was loathe to admit. Or she could scoot away from him and thereby brush up against the human’s leg. Heaven forbid.
    First, she did not want to pretend any interest in the human. Second, knowing the way Alton was, if she moved away from him, he’d adjust his seat again, and move closer once more. Then she’d be hemmed in, her legs brushing up against both boys and nowhere for her to go.