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call himself a warrior if he sat by and did nothing? No, Echo deserved more from him.
    Spinning on his heels, he marched to the back door and wrenched it open. Ignoring Myst’s calls, he stepped out into the waning light and sprinted across the field and into the trees. He didn’t care how long it took him, how much he suffered, or even if he raced toward his own death. He would not return until he’d made things right.

    * * * *

    “Where is he going?” Hex asked as he watched Onyx storm out of the kitchen and slam the back door behind him.
    “I don’t know. He’s been acting strange all day. I don’t think he slept at all.”
    “He feels guilty.” Hex scrubbed his hands over his face. Hell, they all did. They’d failed their mate. He wouldn’t have blamed the man if he never forgave them, but of course, that just wasn’t Echo’s style.
    “The sun’s almost down. Do you think it’s safe to—” Myst stopped abruptly as he looked up at Hex. “Motherfucker!”
    Hex jerked a little and looked around him. There was nothing there. “What? What the hell, Myst?”
    Myst sprang out of his seat, grabbed Hex’s face, and stared into his eyes. “I am really starting to feel left out, and it is so not fair for you to look even sexier now.”
    Oh! “My eyes,” he said with a soft chuckle. He wound his arms around Myst and dragged him closer. “You like?”
    “Mmm, I think I do,” Myst purred before licking at Hex’s lips. “Burgundy is definitely your color.” He placed a quick but searing kiss on Hex’s lips then slipped away. “Can we wake Echo up now? I really need to see him.”
    As though he’d been waiting for the summons, the basement door creaked open, and Echo stepped into the kitchen with a bright smile.
    Hex completely freaked. Though the sun had mostly set, the sky was still more of a dusky gray than black. He wouldn’t take any chances with his mate. Rushing over, he positioned himself between Echo and the kitchen, ushering his mate back into the basement. “It’s not fully dark yet. We don’t know what will happen. A few more minutes, please, baby.”
    Echo rolled his eyes and dipped under Hex’s arm. He walked right across the kitchen, flung open the back door and turned around with his arms crossed over his chest. “See? I’m not going to shrivel up like greasy bacon. Now, will you please relax?”
    Hex sighed in relief. That didn’t mean he wasn’t going to redden Echo’s cute little ass later for scaring the shit out of him, though. He looked over his shoulder when Eyce and Fiero thundered up the stairs.
    “Where is he?” Fiero snarled.
    Hex grunted and waved a hand toward their mate. “I thought you were supposed to keep an eye on him.”
    “He’s a lot fucking stronger now,” Eyce grumped. “You try holding the little punk still.”
    “There’s two of you,” Hex argued.
    “He’s faster, too.”
    “Oh, everyone just shut up. I’m fine, and I’m tired of being locked up in the basement.” Echo sauntered over to the table and crawled up in Myst’s lap. “Hey, handsome. Missed you.”
    Happiness swelled Hex’s chest as he watched Myst clutch Echo close and bury his face in the man’s neck. “Missed you, too, baby. You’re okay?”
    “I’m fine.” Echo laughed and kissed Myst’s temple. “I’m hungry, though.” His lips roamed down Myst’s face until he could claim the man’s mouth. “Feed me,” he murmured silkily.
    Hex bit his tongue to keep from laughing, when Myst started bobbing his head eagerly. “What do you want? I’ll make you anything you want.”
    “Anything?” Echo purred.
    “Absolutely. Just tell me what you want, and it’s yours.”
    “Then, sit still and look pretty.” Echo laved his tongue up the smooth column of Myst’s throat. His fangs dropped down, and he scraped them over the warrior’s neck. “Say yes,” he whispered.
    Hex groaned, reaching down to readjust his hardening cock inside his jeans. Just the memory of

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