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much of a mystery, unlike his demand for the guest list. Regardless of why he wanted it, Felicia knew that having Hurstgrove here would be trouble.
    After Bram arranged a distraction, enabling Duke to lose the gaggle of ever-present “ladies” looking for a trophy husband, the Doomsday Brethren leader yanked him back into his bedroom and slammed the door. Beside him stood Marrok and Ice, whose expressions ranged from disinterest to mild puzzlement. Finally, Ice shrugged and turned his attention to magically repairing their clothes—or trying to.
    “Bugger!” Ice cursed as the tear in his shirt widened to reveal one enormous shoulder. “Where is my mate when I need her?”
    “Aye,” Marrok concurred with a laugh. “Sabelle can mend my trousers. You, I trust not.”
    “Sod it.” Ice shrugged. “I’m not here to impress the humans.”
    “You’ll scare them, more like,” Bram drawled, then turned to Duke. “We need to work around Mason’s enmity for you and deal with the crisis at hand.”
    “Indeed.” Duke paced his large room, moonlight glowing through the balcony’s French doors. He tamped down the urge to chase after the bride and press his lips to hers. “I have Felicia’s lists. Let’s hope they’re complete.”
    Duke strode across the hardwood floors and their thick decorative rugs. When he reached his massive desk, he yanked open a heavy drawer and rummaged around for a pen. Hearing the tick-tock of time slipping away and knowing that Mathias was likely hot on their heels, he stared hard at the guest list, checking off the names of all new human acquaintances over the past week.
    He thrust it at Bram. “We’ll split into pairs. One will shake hands while the other observes. In theory, the moment we come into contact with the Untouchable, our signatures should reflect that, yes? And Marrok’s mating to Olivia should give him enough of a signature to be impacted, despite the fact he’s human.”
    “Absolutely. You take Ice, and I’ll go with Marrok. You obviously know your way around the house better, so you and Ice head to the kitchens and anywhere else the wedding staff might be. Marrok and I can follow the path of guests to the wedding and shake hands with those attending, including the bride—”
    “Don’t touch her.” Duke tried to swallow down a seething rage at the thought of any male experimenting on Felicia. Based on the other wizards’ surprise, he failed miserably.
    Bram swore, then exchanged a glance with Ice. “You’re possessive of your brother’s fiancée.”
    God, he hated being so transparent. “Protective. I won’t touch her, either.”
    “Someone must, in order to rule her out.” Bram pointed out. “Mating ensures that Marrok has no designs on any woman other than Olivia. Besides, she would string him up by the balls if he did. Same with Ice, only in this case, I’d help Sabelle since she’s my sister.”
    “Never happen,” Ice assured Bram. “Sabelle is my world.”
    Ice could be a right scary bastard, but no one could deny how much he loved his mate.
    “Though I’ve no idea where Emma is, I am still mated.”
    And like every other mated wizard, Bram had no desire nor the ability to bed another female. Duke often felt sorry for the poor sod. His woman had answered his Call in order to steal the Doomsday Diary, the most powerful book in their realm. Then she’d abandoned him after a single night,sneaking away with the book while he slept. In the nearly two months since, they’d recovered the book but found not one clue to her whereabouts.
    Bram smiled grimly. “So you see, Felicia is safe from any lascivious intent on our part. I’m not certain that’s the case with you. Besides, she’s already touched you. Your signature is already altered. What if another touch doesn’t show?”
    In his head, Duke knew that. It didn’t make looking at another man being close to or touching Felicia any easier. Even watching her walk away on Mason’s arm had been