did.”
“We don’t think this vampire clan showed up out of the blue,” Onyx said slowly before looking to Syx and Vapre for help. Something niggled at him, but he wasn’t sure exactly what. As the brains of the group, if Onyx could spark a thought for the two, maybe they could come up with the answers.
Instead of saying anything, though, Syx smiled at him and nodded. “Keep going.”
“We think they’re mostly likely connected to Ares.”
“Right.” Vapre nodded.
“So, these vampires would already know all about us.” A light went off in Onyx’s head, and he pushed up straighter in his chair. “They would know Jinx and Syn were there to deceive them.”
“Exactly,” Syx said. “Which leads me to believe they somehow used Jinx and Syn to lure the others out of the house.”
“So, you think Gage and Sony are being held by these assholes?” Mac shot up from his chair. “No!”
“Yes.” Syx growled and banged his fist down on the table.
“We have to get them!” Mac yelled.
“If they’re as strong as Craze says, that’s damn near impossible.” Onyx looked away as he spoke. He didn’t want to see the anger, desperation, or disappointment in Mac’s eyes.
“I’m willing to bet they don’t have just Gage and Sony, but Jet, Pax, and possibly Lorcan,” Vapre snarled. “It’s a trap, and they’re using them as bait.”
Chapter Seven
“When do we leave?” Echo knew his men would go. He knew their first concern would be for him. “It will take all of you to get them out, and it’s not safe for me and Mac to stay here alone. We’re coming with you.”
“How long until sunup?” Hex asked. Echo was a little surprised that the demon wasn’t going to argue with him.
Echo glanced out the kitchen window. “An hour, give or take.” It still unnerved him that he could feel when the sun was rising. If he wasn’t a vampire, then how did he know that? There were a lot of questions about this whole daemon thing that he needed answered. Shit just kept popping up, though, and he hadn’t had a chance to even think about, let alone understand it.
“Our best bet is to go in during the day. Craze, do you know where they’re being held?”
Crazed nodded and jumped to his feet. “Yeah, I can get us there.” He took a deep breath and let it out in a rush. “Thank you.”
Hex waved away the gratitude and focused on Echo. “Baby, we’re going to need a lot of go-go juice. Do you think you can handle that?”
Go-go juice? Echo chuckled. “Yeah, I can handle it.” Thank the gods his powers were still intact after dying. He shuddered a little but kept the smile plastered on his face. When was he going to get over that? He’d died. Big deal. It wasn’t like he was buried in the ground somewhere. Still, the thought always left him feeling cold—no pun intended.
“Okay, then everyone suit up.”
The warriors all moved as one, rising to their feet and leaving the room with Craze and Mac right behind them. Echo tilted his head to the side as he watched them go. “What are they doing?”
Hex smiled and brushed a stray lock back from Echo’s forehead. “They’re getting their gear.”
“Daggers, swords, and black leather pants—like real warrior stuff?” Echo asked excitedly. The thought of seeing his mates decked out in leather and shiny blades should probably terrify him, but it didn’t. It actually made his dick twitch inside his cotton pajama bottoms.
“Yep.” Hex skimmed his fingers down Echo’s chest and cupped his growing erection. “You like that, don’t you?”
Echo licked his lips and moaned. “I think I like that a lot.”
Hex wrapped his fingers around the back of Echo’s neck and tugged him into a kiss that set his head spinning and his cock throbbing. They were both breathing heavily when Hex pulled away and released his hold on Echo’s groin. “We’ll play after we save the day.”
Gripping his aching shaft through his pants, Echo groaned. “Cock
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