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returned.”
    He hesitated over her name. Something told me that he had known her as something else. Maybe the name Malisna had called her, or maybe something different.
    “Why are you really here?” Lucy finally faced the man who had stolen her and dumped her on Earth. She didn’t seem upset. Her doll-like features were relaxed, eyes calm.
    He didn’t pretend not to understand her question. “I do want to meet you. And …” he hesitated just briefly, before his cool eyes shifted to Josian. “We are joining the war. This is a big one, we can feel it, and the land whispers with the prophecy words. Pixies are gathering and faerie will also stand with Walkers.”
    Brace stared him down a little. “You’ve never involved yourself in Walker battles before.”
    Latinti’s expression hardened, the benign smile falling from his lips. “This war is different. Should this one be lost, then it will end our existence as we know it. This is not silly Walker politics in which faerie have no interest. This is a battle to live.”
    I lifted my chin to meet Brace’s gaze.
    “The faerie is right,” I said with conviction, projecting my voice loud enough for all to hear. “I’ve been thinking for a while that we need to gather these different powers. Maybe we should … I don’t know, set up a war camp.”
    Josian stepped to my side. Lallielle, as always, was right beside him.
    “Already ahead of you, baby girl. At the last princeps’ meeting we decided to start gathering our clans. We planned to meet in the large field again. We were taking the first steps in setting up a war council.”
    I’d been so busy lately I knew that I’d missed lots of what was going on with the Walker leaders.
    Josian continued. “I’ll contact the others. We need to move the time-frame forward.” He waved a hand toward Malisna and Latinti. “We welcome the involvement of pixie, faerie, and any others who arrive on our doorstep. But be aware, this is a Walker battle. In the end you must heed our commands.”
    “We’ll see,” Latinti said. “I’ve never denied that Walkers are the supreme power, but in your arrogance, you often miss things which might aid your plight. Don’t discount us yet.”
    Malisna let out a long breath. “I will retrieve the rest of pixie, and the forest sprites and we will meet you at the war camp.” She kissed her daughter on the cheek, still fixing narrowed eyes on Latinti. “See you soon, daughter, I am honored to have been here today at the mating to your beloved.” She fluttered up and kissed Colton on the cheek too.
    As she dropped down, Lucy reached across and hugged her mother, arms a little awkward over the wings.
    Latinti watched these exchanges with fascination, before he chimed in. “We’ll also take our leave for this camp,” he said. “It’s probably best …” His eyes flicked to the right. “If you set up separate territories for all fey involved.”
    Judging by the scowl from Malisna, the pixie and faerie camps should be on opposite sides.
    “It will be done.” Josian didn’t smile. Instead he saluted the faerie prince.
    Then just like that the different fey factions disappeared off into the air. Or wherever they went.
    “Guess that’s the wedding over.” Lucy sighed. “We were lucky to have as much time as we did.”
    She hugged Lallielle and then moved over to hug me also. “Colt and I can’t thank you enough. This was the best day ever.”
    “Yes, we owe you for organizing such an amazing celebration.” Colton’s gruff tones spoke of more than his words.
    I punched his arm. “Aw, you big old softie.”
    He growled deeper. “Stop saying that. I’m tough. I’m a freaking Walker, a warrior and a wolf.”
    Lucy and I snorted out our laughter.
    “Sure, sure,” I said between splutters. “The three Ws of Colt.”
    Colton turned to Brace. “Control your woman.”
    Brace held up both hands. “Are you kidding? No one controls Red. She’s got it all over me. We’re just