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that should be the only thing you think about.
    “We expected to find one Imperial Station representative controlling the ring, but Dmitri’s imprisonment proves there’s more than one responsible.”
    It took a majority vote of the Witch’s Council to hold an ancient vampire at Imperial Station. Macy processed the information, ferreting out possibilities and discarding conjecture. “Did your king receive the manifesto declaring your guilt? Was it signed?”
    Alonzo shook his head. “He’s demanded one, but given the timing, it will likely take several weeks to get. By then Dmitri will be pawned off to the highest bidder.”
    The upcoming Samhain festival would plunge the political realm into a slow crawl. “The festival is the perfect backdrop for a mass of potential buyers.”
    “Like we said, the initial plan was flawed,” Dmitri stated. “Our advisors didn’t take certain witchly things into consideration.”
    “Obviously,” she stated. “How many are missing?”
    “It’s hard to say for sure since most of the ones missing are fledglings,” Alonzo stated. “Not all makers file the proper paperwork to claim a newly turned vampire. It’s quite ugly at times.”
    “We’ve received missing reports on twenty-two.” Dmitri tossed an ugly glare toward him.
    “Twenty-three,” Alonzo corrected. “A female was taken from her sister’s home. Vanessa’s recently turned sister.”
    Dmitri cursed.
    “You knew her.” Jealousy reared in her. Why did the realization he had an entirely unknown life bother her?
    “Vanessa is the king’s younger brother’s mate.” His jaw twitched. “When royal blood is spilled, it will mean war.”
    “Civil unrest would destroy us all.”
    Alonzo nodded. “Thus my unannounced visit. We need to get this derailed car of shit back on track.”
    “We will discuss this situation when I get Macy settled into bed.” Dmitri rose.
    “Whoa, back up, bucko.” She shook a finger at him when he neared her. “I’m not a child you tuck into bed. You just told me your king intends to declare war against my race if this situation isn’t resolved. I may not be the biggest fan of Imperial Station, but when it functions properly our judicial system is the only thing holding my race together.”
    She glared at both of the silent men and crossed her arms. “If you think you can give me a belly full of warm cookies and milk and I’ll crawl into an empty bed while you two vampires try to save my race, you’re high on bad blood.”
    “This doesn’t concern you.” Alonzo’s distended fangs lisped his words with a clear warning. Stay the hell out of it.
    “Something you should learn about dragon witches, vampire,” she stood and pulled on the strands of power near Alonzo. They wrapped around him, fiery licks of unseen heat. “We don’t respond kindly to threats.”
    “Macy.” Dmitri grasped her arm with a firm grasp. “Don’t make me hurt you. He’s my second. I will defend him from any harm.”
    “Don’t force this issue, Dmitri. You two bumbling oafs need me. You know nothing about witch politics and have no concept of how we think if you believe you two can saunter into this auction when it goes down.” She took a cleansing breath and channeled power into the fireplace.
    A hum flitted through the air. Telepathy. Those rat bastards could talk to one another. Why hadn’t she been told vampires could do that? She expended an exaggerated breath and crossed her arms. “Are you two done talking in front of me?”
    “She’s a handful,” Alonzo said.
    “A little dragon spewing fire,” Dmitri wrapped her into his arms. She shivered as his hot breath fanned her ear. “You have my apologies. It’s against our nature to allow a female to place herself in imminent danger.”
    “And it’s against mine to do nothing.”
    “We agree your help would be an asset, but we can’t have you involved when the auction occurs. The risk is too great,” Alonzo explained.
    “Fair