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silence.
                  “No kidding, I really needed that,” Alice said.
                  “That was intense,” Sam said. “Too fucking intense.”
                  Gigi frowned in the darkness. “What do you mean too intense?”
                  “I mean that wasn't natural. Something's going on here,” Sam said, his voice slowly turning more guttural.
                  “Yeah, something's going on all right. Some really good fucking,” Alice said, trying to play him off.
                  “No. Fuck, no. There's magic here,” Sam said, shifting slightly to wolf form. His eyes glowed yellow in the darkness, but Alice didn't show alarm.
                  “Sam, what the hell are you doing?” Gigi asked.
                  “She's not even scared, Gee. What the hell are you?” Sam asked Alice.
                  Alice sighed. “So I guess this means we won't go for another round?”
                  “Cut the shit and answer the question. I can't smell any animal on you, so you're not a shifter. I'm guessing you're a witch,” Sam said, climbing out of bed.
                  “Yeah, you got me,” Alice said, deciding not to press her luck. “I am, and I'm very well protected. Even you know better than to try a witch in her own home, warmaster.”
                  Gigi sprang out of bed. “Warmaster? Okay, what the fuck is going on here? You know what we are? WHO we are?”
                  Alice sat up in bed and leaned against the headboard. “Yes, I know you're werewolves and the warmasters of the Southern Clan.”
                  “So were you planning on killing us or what? What's your game?” Sam said, shifting more to wolf form as dark hair sprouted over his body.
                  “No, even I know better than to kill you. I mean, I could do it if I had to, but eventually I'm sure your clan would find out. I just don't need that kind of grief,” Alice said.
                  “This is...this is just...fuck!” Gigi said, her own wolf form starting to show involuntarily.
                  “Listen, all I was supposed to do was slow you two down for a while, and I was told not to use force but just use―charm.”
                  “Told by who? Are you friends of Bo and Candy? How do you know them?” Sam asked, his voice really a growl by this point.
                  “I don't know any Bo and Candy. I honestly don't know why I was told to slow you two down. I was just a distraction, that's all.”
                  “Bullshit,” Gigi said. “You know more than you're sayin!”
                  “Who told you to slow us down?” Sam asked.
                  You told me to answer all of their questions and not put myself in danger. I hope you know what you're doing, Damian, thought Alice. “Damian Ivory,” Alice said.
                  “Damian Ivory? Who the hell is that?” Gigi asked.
                  “No fucking way,” Sam whispered, shifting back to human form. “Damian Ivory...”
                  “Okay, who the hell is Damian Ivory!” Gigi said.
                  “The Tantric Shaman,” Alice said.
                  Gigi frowned again. “That's not a real person, that's a legend.”
                  “No, he's real all right,” Sam said.
                  “Mmm hmm, he's very real,” Alice said with a smirk.
                  “What the hell does he have to do with any of this?” Sam asked, the anger gone from his voice and replaced with concern.
                  “I've told you all I know, I swear. He just told me to keep a look out for you two, and if you showed up, to keep you busy for a few hours. I don't know why, and don't want to know