Wicked Edge (Realm Enforcers, #2)(73)

“When will he be here?” Kellach asked, completely ignoring his cousin.

Zane glanced at his phone. “As soon as he lets me know where he is, I’ll get him.” Zane had an above average ability to teleport, and he’d transport his buddy, who unfortunately hadn’t inherited the gene. But Nick was a hell of a fighter even without the skill. “Right now he’s undercover on an operation that has nothing to do with planekite or witches, so as soon as he sees the text, he’ll call in.” But it could be hours.

“What kind of operation?” Simone asked.

Did she want to know out of curiosity, or was it something more? Zane rubbed his chin. “We’re negotiating a peace with the shifters out of Alaska, and Nick has gone under to, ah, obtain information.” Blackmail was fine in Zane’s world.

“I’m going to Dublin,” Simone said.

Kellach shook his head. “You’re in danger, and as an enforcer, I can order you to safety.”

She set her hands on her hips. “You can’t order me to break Coven law and hide, Kellach. You know that.”

Kell’s phone dinged, and he lifted it to his ear after reading the face. “Get back here. We have a prob—” His head lifted. His shoulders dropped. “You’re kidding me.” He shook his head. “No. Simone is busy.” Then he bit his lip. “Keep me informed.”

Zane lifted his eyebrows. “Problem?”

“You could say that.” Kellach studied the group at large. “Apparently the Titans of Fire are going to avenge a member’s death by attacking the Grizzlies.”

“When?” Simone asked.

“Right now.” Kellach shook his head and quickly typed something into his phone. “I’ll let Alexandra know, and hopefully the cops can stop the fight before it happens.”

Simone grabbed Zane’s drink and took a big swallow. “If Daire gets arrested, he’ll need his lawyer, because with Felicity about to meet an enemy, no way will Daire allow the Seattle cops to keep him.” She smiled. “I’m his lawyer. So I guess I can’t go into hiding.”

Frustration lined Kellach’s face, and Zane could relate. “Why don’t you warn Bear, so he can prepare to get Daire out of the line of fire in case there is a problem?” Zane asked. It’d be easier to avoid arrest than to get out of one.

Kellach nodded. “Good idea.” He punched in more keys on his phone.

Zane sighed and stretched back in his chair. He was getting way too involved in Coven business.

His mom smiled. “They’re our business, too.”





Felicity turned the map around. No matter what happened, she had to figure out a way to destroy the Sjener?se mine. She’d gone through all of the stolen deeds, and so far, there weren’t any surprises. But planekite was so important, she wouldn’t be shocked to find a mine or two well hidden.

The tension in the penthouse was palpable, and it wasn’t coming from just Zane. Kellach continued to pace at a rapid speed, and Simone glared at him with her hands on her hips.

“Simone?” Felicity asked. “If you don’t mind a couple of questions, I was wondering what would happen if the Coven guards escorted you to Dublin.”

The stunning witch turned her focus on Felicity. “Charges will be read against me, there will be an investigation, and I’ll probably go on trial.”

Fascinating. The witches had been secretive for so long. “Who’s the trial judge for your people?”

“The remaining members of the Coven Nine will sit as judges.” Simone shoved curly black hair away from her face. The mass cascaded down her shoulders to the small of her back.

Felicity fingered her straight hair. She’d always wanted curls. “Um, what are the possible repercussions?”

“Removal from the Nine or death.” Simone stood straighter and rolled her shoulders. “For these charges? Death.”

No wonder Kellach Dunne wanted to force his cousin to safety.

Felicity’s phone vibrated against her leg. She stood and headed for the bedroom and bathroom, feeling everyone’s gaze on her as she moved. She hustled into the bathroom and locked the door. “Hello?” she whispered.

“Hello. Are you ready to bargain?” Ivan asked.

“Where’s my son?” Anger threaded through her, and she fought to keep calm.

“Logan is fine and will remain so. I have no wish to harm your son.” Ivan cleared his throat. “Last time we chatted, you were at the Seattle airport. Now, I can see you’re at Dunne’s penthouse.”

She frowned. “Yes.”

“Where?”

She glanced around. “The bathroom. Don’t worry. They can’t hear us.”

“Good.”

Felicity paused. “Well? What’s the plan?”

A bomb ripped through the night, and the entire building rocked. The mirror fell off the wall, and she barely had time to jump toward the door before glass exploded. She fell, her knees impacting shattered glass. Pain rippled up her legs. She scrambled for the doorknob and yanked open the door.

Smoke assaulted her.

Her kids. She crawled out and pushed to her feet, trying to kick past a bunch of pillows that had been blown from the bed. A gaping hole in one wall sent rain billowing inside.