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conference room, they sat near the speakerphone only Ray could hear. “Griffin says he’s none the worse for the near catastrophe. He dropped off Daisy a small hike from the trailhead. The coast was clear. All quiet. You might not have wanted to do it this way, but it’s the right thing for both of you. And be honest, you gave her what she needed for this mission. Your protection. With the two of you paired, even if they have a telepath, he won’t be able to touch her.”
    “No, but my mental claim on her won’t stop a knife or a gun.” The thought of anything happening to her ripped at his gut.
    “It won’t come to that. It never does, but she’s got her own defense if she’s in danger. Of all of us, she has more a shot of walking into a crowd of unfriendlies and walking away.”
    Sure, she had the same defense she’d used in anger with Griffin. She could’ve killed him—could’ve burst him from the inside out if Sean hadn’t leaped on her. When he pushed into her mind to stop her from hurting Griffin, he’d been unable to resist. He couldn’t stop himself from claiming her. When their talents touched, he’d melded them into hers, combined them into a stronger pair. Even if he’d been in control of himself, he didn’t know if he could’ve stopped it once their talents touched.
    Surrounded by their merging talents, the eroticism making him nearly desperate, he’d still sensed the truth beneath it all. They balanced as a couple, but she didn’t know. He’d felt her fear. Without the time to come to grips with their new partnership, she’d left without a backward glance and he’d been too stunned to follow her. Who was he kidding? He’d been so hard he could barely stand, but he should’ve gotten his ass up and followed her.
    The CTF had policed rogues before, but it all been small-time. This current gathering of rogues wasn’t small-time, and here he sat, stuck at home, while Daisy headed into danger.
    A stream of cool air washed into the room. The door had opened.
    Ray straightened in his seat and his face went carefully blank. Sean hid his knowing smile. A certain someone had clearly entered the conference room. He forced out the greeting he couldn’t hear. “Hello, Clarissa.”
    He turned to watch her lips—an ability he’d perfected in recent years—and read her response. “How do you do that? I know you’re telepathic, but even you can’t read minds when we’re shielding.”
    He’d known because of Ray’s unique reaction to her and her alone. After Ray’s smug attitude a few moments ago, he couldn’t wait to see the man fall. Hard. And he would, it was only a matter of time. And as mages, they had a lot of time ahead of them.
    “Never mind.” The tall, lean and beautiful Clarissa kept her face turned to Sean so he could read her lips. “I brought the pillow from Stan’s bed. He slept on it for a few days, so I thought you might get a reading.”
    Sean nodded and reached for the plain white cotton bundle she held gingerly by one side. The only time he got clear pictures from clothing and fabric was from Daisy, another indication she was his partner. Otherwise, he got faint impressions, usually from something like this, a pillow where the person lay for hours in their most vulnerable and open state. Still, he doubted he’d get much.
    He closed his eyes and skimmed the pillow.
    A vision gripped him, hard and full of emotion. Full of relief. The man had been tense, uncomfortable, but now it would be over.
    The man clutched a phone to his ear.
    “They’ll send the banshee. We’re ready for her. Go back to base.”
    Sean’s heart squeezed, and he clutched the stuffing so hard his arms ached. Nothing. No more. He couldn’t get another damn impression. He needed more.
    He dropped the useless bedding and signed to a frowning Ray.
    “I have to go.” Sean couldn’t let her walk into the lion’s den.
    Intent on getting out of there, he heaved to his feet, but Ray gripped his