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to.”
    Bakari leaned forward. “Are you suggesting a
siravant?”
    “Capturing one would be much too dangerous,
considering it could infect someone in the process,” Kendra added.
    “Although that would be a damn good show, I do not
think it worth the risk.” Asar lifted Lilly’s hand and kissed it.
    “What about the Chancellor?” Kit asked, worried
her sister was going there alone without Asar.
    Lilly shook her head. “I can’t find anything on
him. If he is consorting with Apep, it is happening very covertly.”
    “Did you find anything in Chicago?” Kendra asked.
    Kit clenched her jaw. She should have been there.
    “They knew we were coming. Cleared out seconds
before we got there.”
    “The trail?” Kamen broke his silence.
    “Too many to follow. The ones we did track were
dead ends,” Bakari replied.
    “And, Nebt?” Kamen asked.
    “We did find spell ingredients, so I assume she
too was there at some time,” Asar answered and leaned back as the servant
cleared his plate.
    “So what is next?” Kit asked.
    “Tying up loose ends.” Asar leveled his stare at
Kit and then slid his gaze to the end of the table where Kamen sat. “Until the
Council abolishes the ancient law over us, our hands are tied. If you feel up
to it Kit, the Nehebkau has more initiates that need to be ordained. Kamen will
escort you.”
    “If I’m not needed elsewhere, that’s fine.” It was
her only ride out of Aaru and a far better option than being here at the
palace.
    “It is nice to have you back at the table, Kit.”
Asar smiled and then squeezed Lilly’s hand.
    “Sure, anytime.” She pushed up from her seat,
wanting nothing more than to run from the room. They didn’t have to say a word.
Their facial expressions voiced their impatience with her. She was a loose end
that needed tightening.
    Once out of the room, she covered the cramp in her
stomach. It was more painful full than empty.
    “Are you okay?”
    Kit jumped at the sound of Kamen’s voice.
Embarrassed, she stammered for the right words. “I ate a bit too much.”
    “We can delay, if you need.”
    Kit furrowed her brows and stared at Kamen.
Despite his words of concern, he barely looked at her and stood several feet
away. Like two strangers passing on a train, each giving the other a wide berth.
“Listen, I don’t know how much of an ass I made out of myself last night. Did I
do something I should be apologizing for?”
    “No.” He stared at her, his eyes darker than
usual. His expression flat.
    Swallowing her uneasiness, she met his stare.
“Thank you for taking care of me.”
    He nodded.
    “Okay, glad that’s all straight.” Not really. The
vibe between them was all off. Her doing, she was sure. She owed him an apology
for saying she hated him. It was so far from the truth. A truth she fought
every day.
    Kamen held out his hand, signaling he was ready to
transport them.
    The uneasiness returned as she reached out. Her
fingertips tingled as she slid her hand into his palm. Staring into his dark
eyes, she knew things from this point forward would be different and not for
the better.

Chapter Nine
    Kamen promised himself he could do this for Asar,
but the moment Kit grasped his hand and their energies mixed—desire burned in
his veins as hot as the merciless sun for a woman he could not have. The beast
clawed at his reserves, which were minimal at best. His nerves were on edge.
Sounds too loud. Smells too pungent. Especially, the bouquet of roses floating
through his senses as they traveled between the realms. The craving to hold her
was unbearable.
    His brother had far too much faith in his resolve.
    Solidifying the energy flowing through him, he set
Kit on her feet. She waivered as she always did when they traveled. He grabbed
her waist and hit bare flesh between her halter top and waistband. He held her
only long enough for her to get reoriented to the bunker deep beneath the
warehouse.
    He retracted his now cold black hand. The
temperature