Those were the twitchiest fifteen minutes of my gods damned life, but when the screen of the phone lit up with a text, I whipped out my wand and began to draw runes in the air.
It was fucking go time.
The moment I’d been waiting for since I figured out the Alphas were sent to find me, and not finding me by pure chance.
When the portal began to swirl with colour, ready for me to step through it, I inhaled a deep breath.
Kylan wouldn’t survive the night, but all of us would.
I had to believe that.
TWENTY-THREE
Freya
Emmett stepped through my portal first, landing in the suite closest to us. Shan’s plan was to fly Caspian across from their perch and then take the stairwell down, so they’d be entering in a different area. But me? I wanted to cross suites off the list of possibilities as fast as possible.
When I followed, I found Em tense and glancing around, but not a person in sight or a light on. I cursed under my breath.
It wasn’t this suite.
“It’s not unit 4203,”I said to Ozzy in my mind, unsure if he would be able to hear me from this distance.
He responded.“Got it. Completely empty?”
“Yeah. Em and I are going to move on.”
“Let’s go to the next suite,” I said aloud, taking the lead toward the door.
Peering through the peephole, I spotted vampire guards at every door down the intricately decorated hallway, giving no indication of where Kylan might be. I assumed he’d gotten up to the floor already, but was proven wrong when the elevator dinged.
Grey stepped out first, glancing in both directions before letting Kylan step through.
It was the first time I’d seen the man’s face, and I had to stifle a gasp.
I’d fucking seen him before.
At Club Chaos.
I’d served him and he’d looked at me coldly, but with a hint of interest I was all too accustomed to. After getting his drink from me he’d gone up to the VIP level, which I’d found odd. There were dedicated servers for upstairs. Then again, some new VIP’s didn’t realize. But… he hadn’t seemed new.
Why had Mattie allowed him to be there? Was it a business meeting? If someone dangerous was coming, he always told us. What if he hadn’t known who he was allowing to be present? No one really knew what Kylan Jitara looked like except the highest of the high class, and we weren’t the kind of club those people frequented. Not even the VIP section.
This incident had been months ago, far before Cas and Shan had appeared in my life, but apparently Kylan had deemed it necessary to see what he was expending a ton of resources on. Just as Nolan had said, Kylan was enough of a narcissist to play with his food, even letting me see his face. He could have taken me back then, but he didn’t.
My rapid breathing had drawn Em’s attention and he placed his hand on my hip, offering comfort and a question all in one. I shook my head, watching the shockingly familiar Kylan vanish into the room farthest down the hall in the opposite direction. He left an additional four guards in the hall, another one on each of the doors.
If he was in the far suite, Shan and Caspian were going to get there first.
My heart clenched.
No.
Was this tightness in my chest because I didn’t want them to kill him before I could, or because I was worried for their safety? The answer was clear the second I mentally asked the question.
“Last suite on the left,” I whispered to Emmett.
The moment the door to the stairwell on the other end of the hall flicked open in the periphery of the peephole, I flung open the door and drew attention to us instead.
