lifetimes.â âHeâs playing with you, girl.â Rosa sighed. âMarylebone wonât leave you without the ability to protect yourself in a dangerous situation.â Alannaâs reply oozed sarcasm. âAnd this morning was a fine example of just how clever Anton and Goran are?â Alanna needed something stronger than tea or coffee. âLetâs go to Clematis Cottage. I could do with a shot of something alcoholic instead.â
Chapter Eleven The whiskey was doing what it was supposed to. âMy cheeks feel numb,â Alanna said and topped up her glass. âNot as numb as that brain of yours,â Rosa muttered. âThatâs not fair,â Alanna protested. âLike I said before. I didnât do anything.â âYou should have told me about Antonâs visit two years ago.â âI was sworn to secrecy.â Rosa scoffed. âThatâs never stopped you before.â âIt was Anton. Grand Dragon Anton. How many visits would you say youâve had from the head of Marylebone?â Rosa shrugged. âNone before I was Called.â âNo sense in blaming anyone,â Beth stepped between them. âCalm down. Zeldaâs correct. We need to provide a united front.â Alanna looked at her fingers. They were beginning to feel as numb as her cheeks. âI can look after myself. Heâs not that scary.â âHe siphoned Anton and Goranâs magic. He could have taken yours from your aura as well.â Something she hadnât thought of. âNo. He wouldnât do that.â âDonât be fooled by his charm.â Alanna scoffed. âYou canât judge. You werenât there. You havenât met him.â âRosa.â Beth interrupted once again. âBefore you return to Marylebone could you check the protection spells around the Gallery to ensure the repairs Goran did to them are all working correctly?â âListen to you,â Alanna sneered. âIâve already got rid of one bossy-boots for a sister. I donât need another.â âIâm not doing this just for you,â Beth shot back irritation in her tone. âIâm doing this for all of us.â Alanna felt color rise on her cheeks. âThe morningâs been the strangest ever. Itâs all getting to me.â âAnd alcohol first thing in the morning isnât going to help either,â Beth pointed out the obvious. She headed into the kitchen. âIâm going to make coffee and Iâve some healthy blueberry bran muffins I baked earlier. You need to eat something. Iâll zap them in the microwave.â All the bravado Alanna had been hiding behind deflated and she sunk into the closest chair before her knees buckled and she ended up in a puddle on the floor. âI donât know what to do next.â Rosa accepted a muffin from the plate Beth held out to her. âHopefully, Gregoriâs gone for good.â âBut why would he do that,â stated Alanna. She might as well tell Rosa the rest. âHeâs um ⦠suggested that Iâm his destined mate?â Rosaâs muffin slipped through her fingers and broke into sections on the polished floorboards. âYouâre what?â
Chapter Twelve Aden Dragunis stalked the halls of Marylebone with his familiar, Albert, at his side. âQuiet little one. Donât let others think youâre looking for anything. Best not inflame a situation already out of control.â Albert nodded his head, a hint of smoke puffing out as he settled on Adenâs shoulder. âAlbert search out Gregori. Call you straight away. No fires today.â âGo quietly. Go invisible,â Aden instructed. He looked over his shoulder to assure himself they were alone. The hallway was a busy thoroughfare but he was on Marylebone time and that meant it was early evening. Even immortals liked to relax at the end of