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three-state region of the park.”
     
    “Yeah. Yeah.” Lucas started pacing back and forth, an almost tangible hostile energy surrounding him.
     
    Alexios felt the prickly sensation that told him the hair on the back of his neck was standing up. Lucas didn‟t need a full moon to shift, a boatload of anger would do the trick nicely.
     
    “You said „first,‟ which usually implies a „second.‟ ”
     
    Lucas stopped pacing and clenched his hands into fists, then sucked in a deep breath and stretched his fingers out and back, loosening the tension in his hands. It was an old warrior‟s trick, useful after too many hours of wielding a sword in one‟s grasp.
     
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    Evidently it helped with claws, too.
     
    “Right. Sorry. The idea of traitors in my own pack damn near sends me into the moon sickness,” Lucas said. After another three or four deep breaths, that sizzle of hostile energy around him dampened. “Second, the Fae are suddenly in the game. They‟re putting out the word that they want to talk to you.”
     
    “Me? I haven‟t run into any of the elf kind for years. Decades, even. What would they want with me?” Alexios resheathed his daggers, but didn‟t relax his vigilance.
     
    “Not you, particularly. Your kind. Atlanteans. They want to bring a prince gift to Conlan‟s new heir.”
     
    Alexios narrowed his eyes. “The high prince‟s son or daughter isn‟t even born yet, though we expect Riley to give birth pretty much any minute. But we‟ve kept this a tightly wrapped secret. How is it the Fae know about the baby?”
     
    Lucas shrugged. “They have their ways and have had for longer than our packs have recorded history. They know all, see all, you know the drill. But the more important question, my friend, is what kind of gift they intend to bring. You know the dangers that come with accepting a gift from any of the Fae—or, worse, of refusing one.”
     
    “Depends on the Fae.”
     
    “It‟s Rhys na Garanwyn putting out the word through his brother, Kal‟andel.”
     
    Alexios whistled long and low. “High court Seelie royalty? Oh, yeah. We‟re screwed.”
     
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    in wolf shape, and there were at least a dozen of them. Worse, they were moving in fast and low to surround Alexios and Lucas.
     
    “You mentioned being screwed?” Lucas said, his voice little more than a guttural growl as he prepared for the Change.
     
    “We may be screwed, but we‟re going down fighting,” Alexios said, daggers already in his hands. He whirled so he was standing back to flank with Lucas, who‟d completed his shift and transformed fully into wolf form in seconds, as only the most powerful shifters could do.
     
    “Okay, ladies,” Alexios called out. “Who wants to dance?”
     
    Before the attackers could charge, two shimmering clouds of mist soared down through the air and coalesced into the shapes of two very welcome allies—Christophe and Brennan.
     
    Christophe shook his hair out of his face and grinned. “Hey, I‟m up for it. Just none of that line-dancing crap. Give me a hot, slow song where I can get up close and personal with an armful of warm, willing woman.”
     
    Brennan nodded. “I do occasionally miss a good waltz,” he mused.
     
    The huge shifter leading the charge, apparently no fan of either dance or witty repartee, snarled and made a gesture to his comrades, who attacked.
     
    Alexios, daggers out, hurled himself up and over the crouching wolf coming at him low, leaving that one for Brennan, and scored a direct hit on the shifter in the second row, ripping through its jugular with his downward slash. The shifter screamed and fell, blood spouting in a macabre pattern against the stark