It was safe to say that we were fucked.
Lia’s mentor was trying her best to find out where the coven might be, but I was realizing we were going to need help… like, say, from another leader.
One of the leaders in my vampire clan, Tegan, was the perfect person to reach out to. She was intelligent and knew a bunch of people. It wasn’t hard to gather lots of allies and contacts when you had been alive for over three hundred years.
When I first found out about her age, I almost gasped out loud right there. I learned that it was rude to stare at a vampire after learning their age. One of those social rules you wanted to avoid.
In my defense, I was new to the vampire way of life and was still struggling to adjust to the idea that I was one! But I was getting better.
With a deep breath, I dialed Tegan’s number. I pressed the phone to my ear, pacing as the line rang. Tegan picked up almost immediately. “Rain. Didn’t expect to hear from you. Something wrong?” “Yeah. I need your help.”
A dry laugh. “That’s new.”
Why did she have to be like this? I know she was just teasing at me but right now I couldn’t handle it. We had a huge crisis on our hands that no one was willing to deal with!
It had to fall on our shoulders for some fucked up reason.
I rolled my eyes. “I’m serious, Tegan. We need to find the Rosewater Clan.”
Silence. Then, a sharp edge in her voice. “And you think I can help you with that? why?” “Because you’re one of the best trackers I know.”
It was true. She was going to accuse me of trying to flatter her, but the fact of the matter was she was the best person I could contact.
“Flattery won’t get you anywhere,” she muttered.
“I’m not flattering you,” I shot back. “I’m telling the truth. And I wouldn’t be calling if this wasn’t important.” A pause. Then, with suspicion, “Who’s ‘we’?”
I hesitated. “Lia’s former mentor.”
The silence that filled the air between us was tense. I swear I could cut the tension with a knife-and not just any knife. It was so thick only a fucking hatchet would cut it.
Tegan sucked in a breath. “Oh, hell no.” “Tegan-“
“No. No way.”
I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Listen, I know you don’t like witches-” Witches and vampires seemed to hate each other more than witches and wolves!
I don’t know why witches had to be so prejudiced towards every other supernatural creature out there. They truly thought they were better than us when, in fact, they weren’t.
Without their magic, they would be nothing but normal humans.
“That’s an understatement,” she cut in. “I don’t trust witches, Rain. They’re manipulative, they play their little magic games, and they always have their damn agenda. To think you would call me, asking me to help an actual witch is crazy.”
I sighed. “I get it, but this isn’t about trust. It’s about necessity. Rosewater Clan knows how to stop the dragon shifters. We don’t. If we don’t find them, we’re screwed.”
Tegan had to see it from my mind. If we didn’t do something about it then we were going to be fucked and not just us, the whole world.
She was silent for a long moment. I could almost hear her jaw tightening. “And why can’t you deal with the mentor yourself?” “Because she doesn’t know where to start, either. But you do.”
Tegan scoffed. “And she agreed to work with me?”
“She will,” I assured her. “Lia already told her about you.”
It had always been the plan to reach out to Tegan; at least, it had been in the past week or so. Lia kept nagging me to talk with Tegan-to ask if she would be willing to help out her mentor.
Her mentor had tried reaching out to someone yet hadn’t heard back It was frustrating. “Great. So I get to be the babysitter for some high-and-mighty witch?”
I ran a hand through my hair. “You’re making this way more dramatic than it needs to be. No one’s asking you to braid each other’s hair and sing campfire songs. Just track down the coven, get what we need, and be done with it.”
She let out a slow breath. “This is a terrible idea.” “Probably.”
Another pause. Then, with clear reluctance, she muttered, “Damn it. Fine. But if she so much as looks at me funny, I’m out.” “Noted.”
“And you owe me. Big time.” “I know.”
“And I get to say, ‘I told you so’ when this goes sideways.” I smirked. “You’d do that anyway.”
“Damn right.”
The call ended with a sharp click, and I let out a breath. We’re one step closer.
I could see this ending badly. Tegan gets into a fight with the witch, and then the two of them beat each other up. Or something worse.
Maybe Lia and I should supervise. I almost felt the urge to call Tegan back up and say I would join her, but she wouldn’t appreciate that.
I was grateful that they were there with me. In the next room was Simone and her mates. They were happy to be able to be together, too.
Michael and Gabi were back at the house with the twins. It was good they didn’t come with us. Who knew what we were going to face out there? Chances were it wasn’t going to get pretty.
The dragons could be waking up at this moment, ready to terrorize the world.
But could anyone blame them? They had been sleeping until recently. Whatever the Rosewater Coven had done kept them asleep for all these years
“You okay?” Colby asked later that night.
I had wandered onto the balcony, leaning against it and staring up at the night sky. Our here in the country it was easier to see the stars.
Living in the city for so long had prevented me from seeing the beauty of the night sky. He nudged me when I failed to respond.
“Hey, Lia, you in there?”
I blinked, looking over at my mate and pack leader. “Yes, sorry. I dazed out there. Just enjoying the sights.” He leaned close, lightly bumping his hip against mine. “Any reason you are up so late?”
I hesitated. “I couldn’t sleep, but I could ask the same thing about you. Why are you up so late?”
“I couldn’t sleep either,” Colby readily admitted.
He wasn’t shy about admitting to such a thing. I admired him for that.
“Could we just stand out here without talking?” I asked gently. “I know you want to talk, but I don’t feel much like talking right now, Colby.”
Colby flashed me one of those soft, boyish grins. “Of course.
There would be plenty of times to talk over the next few days or weeks. We were going to be constantly on the road, trying to figure out where the Rosewater Coven was.
School was but a distant memory. So was the guy’s position on the Rugby team.
I wouldn’t be surprised if it came to the point where we had to leave or put in a leave of absence. It was something Simone and I had talked about before, preparing for it because who knew how long we could be out here.
School was important to me but the safety of my pack was more important. If the dragons were terrorizing our world it would mean eventually the Moonveil pack would be in danger, something I refused to let happen.

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