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Ayden tried not to be amused with her annoyance but failed. He liked the way her violet eyes changed with her moods. They became a deep, almost royal purple when she was angry or sad and lightened with swirls of lavender when she was happy or excited.
    Without thinking, he reached over to move her dark blond hair aside to look at the wound on her forehead. And to feel the silken strands against his fingers. She flinched slightly when he touched her face. He brought his eyebrows together in a frown. “Does it still hurt?”
    “No.” It came out in an almost nervous squeak. She took his hand in hers to set it back on the table. Their hands never made it to the table. Instead, he brought hers to his lips. A sudden intake of breath escaped her as soon as his lips touched the backs of her fingers. His rose birthmark tingled as if awakened. He was sure Kalissa’s did the same when her desire reached out to him like a lover’s caress.
    They were true magical mates.
    She snatched her hand out of his grasp. “What did you just do?” she asked, moving her arm out of sight under the table.
    “Nothing,” he said with a smirk. “Come on. I want to show you something before we leave.”

Chapter 5
     
    Silence encircled Kalissa and Ayden inside the elevator as it glided toward their floor. She didn’t know what to say to him. He was like a stranger, but surges of familiarity seeped into her subconscious. When she tried to recall memories of him from her childhood, sharp pain shot through her temples. The headache became almost crippling when she used her gift of visions to see into the past. A reminder of why she’d locked them down after Liam died.
    That only happened once. She wasn’t into self-inflicted pain.
    Ayden noticed, too. He looked at her with concern etched on his face and reached out to her. She waved him off, unsure what his touch might do.
    What the hell had happened at the table before getting on the elevator? The second his lips had touched her skin, powerful, warm, electric energy coated her fingers and spread down her wrist to her rose birthmark on the inside of her left forearm. Rivers of roaring pleasure sailed through her, and her Divine Rose pulsated like it was alive, a breathing organism.
    It had been strangely arousing, and frightening.
    Once inside their room, she sat down on the sofa and waited for him to gather his things. A few minutes later, he came out of the bedroom and handed her a file folder before sitting next to her. She took it with a frown, opened the folder, and gasped. Tears sprang to her eyes as a lump formed in her throat. It was her parents’ case file. She closed it and shoved it at him.
    “I…can’t.” She moved to stand up, but his hand on her arm stopped her.
    “I’m sorry. I didn’t...” He trailed off with a muttered curse. He opened the folder, pulled out a single photo, and handed it to her.   
    Kalissa hesitantly peered at the picture. When she saw the man in the photo, her mouth fell open. It was the same man she had seen in her vision of the accident and again at the scene. “Who is he?” she said, darting her eyes to Ayden’s face.
    “You recognize him?”
    “He caused the accident.” Kalissa pushed the photo back to him. “Who is he?” she asked again.
    “His name is Demetrius. He was spotted at the other accidents, too. I believe he also had something to do with my parents’ deaths. That’s all I know right now, other than that he’s a demon General for Khan.” Ayden put the photo back inside the folder. “Zach’s looking for more information. Papa gave him access to the archives.”
    Kalissa didn’t try to keep the anger out of her voice. “How come it took so long? I mean, it’s been eighteen months.”
    “Because none of us knew until I found my father’s note,” Ayden said soothingly. She glared at him in suspicion. What did he know? Was he keeping something from her? “My father left me clues. They led to a note he’d written,