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accusations will be leveled against her, but there will be efforts made to determine the truth. If evidence is found that proves her involvement, she will be removed."
"Then you better get ready for war, bro, cuz your mama's not going down without a fight."
"Yes, I know."
"Okay, what do you need from me?"
"Only that you delay Lucien's pursuit of Nevaeh and –" He cut a look at Layla. At a nod from her he continued. "And follow her to Florida to make sure she's not … coerced into anything by one of our people."
"You got it."
Layla smiled at him and he rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I know, you both think I'm smitten."
"Not the word I would have chosen, but yes."
He smiled. "Maybe I am. A little. Feels kinda strange to be honest. I literally have never met anyone that my … nature had no effect on."
"Except me, of course." Augustus said.
"Oh dude, do not even start that. When I met you, I know you were affected."
Augustus laughed. "You were a pretty thing."
Layla stood, holding up her hands to her ears. "I'm sure I don't want to hear this."
Both of the men laughed and Gabriel got to his feet. "Okay, I'll go check on Nevaeh. Oh, what time was she planning on leaving?"
"After she got some sleep." Layla walked with him to the door. "You might want to give her a few hours. It was a long night."
"That it was. Okay, I'll catch you later."
Layla closed the door behind him and turned to look at Augustus. "Aren't you in the least concerned?"
"About?"
"About Gabriel? You heard him. She isn't affected by him. Well, not the way everyone else is. That's dangerous for him. He could get hurt."
Augustus chuckled. "Gabriel knows how to guard his heart. And I do not think she would purposely hurt him."
"You say that because of your impression of her or your connection with her?"
"Both."
"Okay. I wonder if I should tell her about this? I mean it does affect her. Maybe I should call—"
"I believe she's asleep."
"You say that because you can sense her?"
"Yes."
"I'm not really sure I'm entirely comfortable with that, Augustus."
"Nor does it pose any threat to you. And perhaps it provides a measure of protection for her, should any of the races decide to press the matter of her abilities or heritage."
"Oh, you're right. Okay, fine. At least someone around here's getting some rest."
"I'm more than happy to take you to bed, Layla."
"Are you now?"
"Indeed."
"Well, what're you waiting for?"
With a smile, Augustus swept her up in his arms and headed for the bedroom.
*****
Gabriel headed outside. He loved the outdoors, the feel of the wind on his skin and the endless sky stretching out above him. A lot of people, Preternatural and Normal seemed to have lost their appreciation for the beauty of the Earth, but he was not among them. Not a day passed that he didn't admire and feel grateful for it.
He took a walk on the beach, taking his time. Nevaeh would have been exhausted and probably would sleep for several hours. While he walked, he considered his conversation with Lucien.
Gabriel understood that even though the divergent races of the Seven had united politically, there was still a lot of jockeying for power among them. No one wanted to be the low man on the totem pole of power. Well, aside from him. He didn’t care about power. He'd seen what power did, the corruption it incited and how it often stripped away what was best in people.
Nevertheless, he understood. Lucien feared that if Nevaeh's heritage were determined to be of the Wizard or Daemon tribe, they would try to exploit her ability for their own gain. He believed the same to be true of the Fae.
Gabriel didn't discount the notion. Powers such as Nevaeh's traditionally stemmed from one of those three races, so it was logical to assume that she did have the blood of one of them in her.
What seemed curious was that if that were true, why was no one aware of it. The Seven had an intelligence network superior to anything known by humans. Each of the
"Then you better get ready for war, bro, cuz your mama's not going down without a fight."
"Yes, I know."
"Okay, what do you need from me?"
"Only that you delay Lucien's pursuit of Nevaeh and –" He cut a look at Layla. At a nod from her he continued. "And follow her to Florida to make sure she's not … coerced into anything by one of our people."
"You got it."
Layla smiled at him and he rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I know, you both think I'm smitten."
"Not the word I would have chosen, but yes."
He smiled. "Maybe I am. A little. Feels kinda strange to be honest. I literally have never met anyone that my … nature had no effect on."
"Except me, of course." Augustus said.
"Oh dude, do not even start that. When I met you, I know you were affected."
Augustus laughed. "You were a pretty thing."
Layla stood, holding up her hands to her ears. "I'm sure I don't want to hear this."
Both of the men laughed and Gabriel got to his feet. "Okay, I'll go check on Nevaeh. Oh, what time was she planning on leaving?"
"After she got some sleep." Layla walked with him to the door. "You might want to give her a few hours. It was a long night."
"That it was. Okay, I'll catch you later."
Layla closed the door behind him and turned to look at Augustus. "Aren't you in the least concerned?"
"About?"
"About Gabriel? You heard him. She isn't affected by him. Well, not the way everyone else is. That's dangerous for him. He could get hurt."
Augustus chuckled. "Gabriel knows how to guard his heart. And I do not think she would purposely hurt him."
"You say that because of your impression of her or your connection with her?"
"Both."
"Okay. I wonder if I should tell her about this? I mean it does affect her. Maybe I should call—"
"I believe she's asleep."
"You say that because you can sense her?"
"Yes."
"I'm not really sure I'm entirely comfortable with that, Augustus."
"Nor does it pose any threat to you. And perhaps it provides a measure of protection for her, should any of the races decide to press the matter of her abilities or heritage."
"Oh, you're right. Okay, fine. At least someone around here's getting some rest."
"I'm more than happy to take you to bed, Layla."
"Are you now?"
"Indeed."
"Well, what're you waiting for?"
With a smile, Augustus swept her up in his arms and headed for the bedroom.
*****
Gabriel headed outside. He loved the outdoors, the feel of the wind on his skin and the endless sky stretching out above him. A lot of people, Preternatural and Normal seemed to have lost their appreciation for the beauty of the Earth, but he was not among them. Not a day passed that he didn't admire and feel grateful for it.
He took a walk on the beach, taking his time. Nevaeh would have been exhausted and probably would sleep for several hours. While he walked, he considered his conversation with Lucien.
Gabriel understood that even though the divergent races of the Seven had united politically, there was still a lot of jockeying for power among them. No one wanted to be the low man on the totem pole of power. Well, aside from him. He didn’t care about power. He'd seen what power did, the corruption it incited and how it often stripped away what was best in people.
Nevertheless, he understood. Lucien feared that if Nevaeh's heritage were determined to be of the Wizard or Daemon tribe, they would try to exploit her ability for their own gain. He believed the same to be true of the Fae.
Gabriel didn't discount the notion. Powers such as Nevaeh's traditionally stemmed from one of those three races, so it was logical to assume that she did have the blood of one of them in her.
What seemed curious was that if that were true, why was no one aware of it. The Seven had an intelligence network superior to anything known by humans. Each of the
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