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that he could face him fully and frowned. “Did you just tell me to shut up?”
    “No! Not you.” Aslan closed his eyes and groaned. Why couldn’t he just be normal?
    “Well, we’re the only ones here. Who were you talking to if not me?”
    “No one. Forget it. So, did you find your brothers? Kendall said you went to Missouri to find one of your brothers.”
    “Make him leave,” the woman demanded.
    “Yes,” the accented male voice agreed. “He’s not welcome here.”
    “That’s not for you to decide.” Aslan growled, irritated with their less-than-happy thoughts about Torren. “Go away.”
    “You want me to go away?” Torren started to rise from the bed, but Aslan grabbed him around the wrist.
    Well, he didn’t really grab him because his hand went right through Torren’s arm, but he figured he got the point across, because Torren sat back down, looking at him very oddly. “Don’t leave,” Aslan pleaded.
    “You’re acting strange,” Torren accused.
    “You see the way he’s looking at you,” the menacing voice taunted. “He doesn’t really want to be here. That’s okay, though, because we don’t want him here. We don’t need him.”
    “I need him. Now, shut up!” He yelled the last word as he pressed both palms over his ears and shook his head violently. “Just leave me alone!”
    “Aslan, look at me,” Torren said sternly. He waited for Aslan to drop his hands and look up into his eyes before he spoke again. “What do you hear, caro ?”
    “They don’t want you to be here,” he whispered. What did it matter what he said now? Torren probably already thought he was insane.
    “Who doesn’t want me to be here?”
    “I don’t know their names. Two are kind of nice, but the other one scares me,” he admitted. Fear was another emotion that most people denied having, though he still didn’t understand why. There were plenty of things in the world to be afraid of, and with good reason.
    Torren moved a little closer to him, his hand reaching out to hover just over Aslan’s cheek. “What do they want?”
    “It’s usually different stuff, but right now, they just want you to leave.” There was something in Torren’s tone and the way his eyes softened that gave Aslan hope. “Do you think I’m crazy?”
    “No, Aslan, I don’t think you’re crazy. Do they ever hurt you?”
    “I get headaches sometimes.” Aslan shrugged. He thought it was probably more from the constant noise than because the voices in his head were trying to hurt him, but he wanted to be honest with his mate.
    Torren nodded thoughtfully for a moment before he smiled weakly. “Go back to sleep now, caro .”
    “You’re leaving? Will you come back?” Aslan didn’t want to appear needy, but it wasn’t fair! Everyone else got to be happy. Why not him?
    “I’ll come see you tomorrow night. I promise.” Then he bent forward and brushed his lips over Aslan’s forehead.
    It wasn’t a real kiss, and it felt more like cool air than warm lips, but Aslan’s insides melted at the gesture. “I’ll wait up for you,” he promised in return.
    “Just rest,” Torren whispered. “We’ll see each other very soon.”

Chapter Three

    “Why the hell didn’t anyone tell me that Aslan is a witch? And a fucking Limina at that?” Torren prowled about Stavion’s office, throwing his hands in the air in explosive movements while he raved at the coven leader.
    “A what?” Stavion sat calmly behind his desk, reclined in his chair with his fingers carded together and resting on his chest.
    The vampire’s lack of urgency pissed Torren off, though he knew he was overreacting. Knowing didn’t dissipate any of his anger, though. “A Limina!” he shouted, as though if he said it loud enough it would suddenly make sense.
    Raven chuckled as he leaned against the wall and shook his head.
    “We heard what you said, asshole. What is a Limina, though?” The Enforcer was right. They weren’t going to get anywhere if Torren