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pecan
pie. My second favorite. Braxton didn’t glance in my direction, but I knew it
had come from him. I saw Jacob and Tyson exchange grins, but didn’t even want
to know what they were thinking. First nutty bite was almost as good as sex.
    Damn, I loved food.

Chapter 3
     
    The food
had given me a new burst of energy, but not enough that I wanted to explore the
forest. Jacob and Tyson were itching to get out and look for the fey kill spot.
Jacob especially was taking this death hard. On top of that, they often
searched for the prison. I didn’t really understand why the council continued
to deny the men their right to view it. In a few short years they would have
the responsibility of its protection. Since the council wouldn’t tell them
anything, they were determined to find the prison and test its security.
Considering we’d been searching on and off for about six months and hadn’t
found anything yet, well, its security seemed pretty good to me.
    I stretched out on the couch again. Jacob was still musing about the dead
fey.
    “I don’t understand why they didn’t announce his name.” He paced the
floor. “I hate thinking I might be looking for a friend.”
    “Maybe they’ll wait until after their investigation to reveal the
identity.”
    Fey and demi-fey – faeries – used to be separated from the supernatural,
living in an alternate dimension of Earth in an undying land. Something
happened to their world a few thousand years ago which resulted in masses of
them migrating into the human world. They didn’t speak of the event and it was
not safe to ask the elders. Naturally they gravitated toward our communities,
fitting into the niche of supernatural creatures, though they were really the
most alien, never quite adapting to the human world. The faerie lands were
still there, but the assumption was that their fading magic and energy were not
a fit for inhabitants any longer. Although some diehards persisted in trying to
survive there. 
    “Do you think the fey was from the hidden faerie lands?” I asked Jacob. 
    He shrugged, pushing back strands of his white-blond hair. “Hard to know
when they haven’t given any idea of who it was.” His green eyes looked
reflective, like his body was here but his mind not. “I haven’t heard of anyone
coming through the portal in many years.”
    I flipped open the footrest so I could stretch out. “Well, you four can
go out searching, I’m totally fine right here. I’m gonna nap and watch a
movie.” It wasn’t late but I felt like relaxing. I wouldn’t call it moping. Wolves
do not mope.
    The other three looked at Braxton. “She speaks truth . She’s fine
with us heading out to patrol.”
    Maximus lifted my chin so he could meet my eyes. “Okay, keep your cell on
you and make sure you call us if anyone bothers you.”
    I pulled my face free and waved them away. “Guys, I’m fine. Stop worrying
like four hulking mothers.”
    With laughter and a few elbows they finally tumbled out the door. But not
before Maximus waved his phone at me again. Reluctantly, I pulled myself up to
search for the cell. I’d left it at their place earlier and had no idea where
it had ended up. I wasn’t a big fan of technology, I was an outdoors girl, but
I had a phone at the insistence of my father. It took me a while, but
eventually I found it wedged behind the sofa. Sliding my finger across the
screen I laughed at the first text which flashed at me.
    Maximus: When you finally find your phone behind the sofa, let me know
you’re all good.
    He missed nothing. I quickly text back. I’m fine.
    The second text was from my father.
    Jonathon: We need to talk and I’d like you to meet Mischa. Find me in
the morning, I’ll be in the dining hall for breakfast.
    I hesitated over the keypad before replying. See you in the morning.
    I wanted to say more, but didn’t trust my emotions right now. I did love
my father and he deserved a chance to explain this mess. I hoped he knew