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I’m willing to take things slow and see how it goes. Until then, I’d rather people not make a
big deal about it.”
Maddox cocked a brow at him sceptically. “I know you don’t get it because you were
brought up around humans, so you weren’t raised to believe in mating and destined mates,
but it isn’t something you ‘try out’ to see if it works. When it comes to mating, you don’t get
a choice, Gray. You either are, or you’re not. If you are, you better come to grips with it,
because, barring death, there’s no getting out of it.”
Smiling smugly, Dreo wrapped a possessive arm around his shoulder, pulled him in
and planted a hard kiss on his lips. The moment their lips touched, Gray was powerless to
fight against him. He was lust, and heat and unfilled need. The idea of pulling away never
even crossed his mind, not even when black spots began to appear before his eyes. Dreo’s
expression was full of male arrogance. “You are finally beginning to understand. We are
mates, Grayson Muir. You are mine—forever.”
The cocky grin Dreo flashed in his direction left Gray fighting back the urge to punch
the arrogant Demon in the face. Scowling, he watched Dreo swagger away towards a
contingent of Demon guards skirting the edge of the crowd.
“Forever could be a lot shorter than he thinks. I think I could take him. He has to sleep
sometime.” Gray didn’t even try to hide his annoyance.
Laughing, Maddox placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder before turning back to the
rest of the team. Motioning them forward, he called out a few last minute orders before
turning his attention back to Gray, his expression all business.
“We ready to get started?”
Relief washed over him. He could have kissed Maddox for the distraction. The mess of
conflicting emotions inside him was not conducive to
Seeing
. He needed to be centred, totally
focused on the task at hand. Taking a breath, he closed his eyes, cleared his thoughts and
opened himself up to his gift. In layman’s terms, he was laying out the welcome mat and
leaving the front door unlocked. The sooner he finished the job, the sooner he could go home
and gain a little space between him and his Demonic stalker.
Prepared to wait the requisite few minutes for his powers to acknowledge him, Gray
was shocked when, almost instantly, he felt his gift respond to his call. It was a reaction that
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usually took a great deal of focus to achieve. This time, it was like his Oracle abilities were
just waiting to be used.
Despite his shock, he was pleased when he opened his eyes and saw fog edging in on
the periphery of his vision, as well as the brighter cast of the room and its inhabitants. Both
were signs of the manifestation of his gift, but he had never had a reaction this strong before.
The room was practically glowing. Possibly a reaction to using his powers in the
Underworld? Gray shook his head. It was a worry best saved for another time. Looking up,
he found Dreo was back and staring at him—mouth open and eyes wide.
“What?”
“Your eyes…” Dreo murmured. “I’ve never seen anything like it. They’re beautiful.”
Gray snorted. Spinning on his heel, he started across the room, heading back towards
the murdered Lord’s chambers. He knew what Dreo was seeing and, while his eyes had been
called many things, not once had they been called beautiful. Odd, freaky, terrifying and
grotesque were the most common descriptions, but there were many more out there, each
more hurtful than the last. When tapping into his
Sight
, his normally dark green eyes paled
to a milky white, with a light ring of green were the iris should be. Add to that, the fact that
they glowed faintly when in a vision, and he was a perfect candidate for a side show freak.
Just set him up a booth, between the Bearded Lady and the Elephant Man, and he’d be good
to go.
Come one, come all! Witness the horror that is…The Oracle
!
A heavy hand fell on Gray’s shoulder, jerking him out of his inner whine-fest, and into
a hard embrace. Looking up, he instinctively knew it would have been Dreo who’d
approached him, despite his obvious bad mood. Gray knew he tended to be a bit emotionally
high-maintenance. His issues weren’t news to anyone who truly knew him. When he was in
one of his moods, people gave him space. They assumed it was best to let him work things
out on his own. In reality, it couldn’t be further from the truth. Solitude only caused him to
withdraw further, putting up walls against everyone, until he was unreachable.
Dreo was different. He saw through the smoke and mirrors, right to the heart of the
situation. Even after knowing the man for a matter of a few days, he already understood
more about the way Gray worked, than many of his closest friends and associates.
“Kiss me,” Dreo demanded, gripping his jaw firmly, denying him any chance of escape.
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“No,” Gray whined petulantly. “We don’t have time for this.” He was ashamed of his
childish tone, but he needed something between himself and the gorgeous Demon. The man
saw too much, able to cut through Gray’s normal bullshit and see through to everything he
tried to hide. It left Gray feeling entirely too exposed.
Dreo wrapped an arm around his waist, bringing Gray into his hard body. When Gray
tried to move away, Dreo held him tighter, allowing him to struggle. He strained against the
hold until the fight finally left him. With his strength gone, he collapsed into Dreo’s waiting
arms.
“It’s all right,” Dreo crooned, softly. “I’ve got you.”
“But we’ve got to find out who—”
Dreo covered Gray’s lips with his hand, effectively silencing rest of his words. “We
have all the time in the world. It’s not like the man is going to get any more dead. You are
The Oracle. Without you, none of this would be possible. If you need a few minutes to calm
down, you have them. Anything you need, all you have to do is ask.”
The soft brush of lips against Gray’s mouth was unexpected, but it was the look in
Dreo’s eyes that left him struggling for breath. Gray was no stranger to lust. He had
experienced it often and was used to seeing it in the eyes of his lovers. Dreo was different.
When Dreo looked at him, Gray saw more than he’d ever thought possible. The lust was
there, but burning even more brightly was a love that could not be disguised. It shone out for
everyone to see. It filled Gray with both tremendous joy and ball-numbing fear.
Understanding softened Dreo’s features as the man took a step back. “This can wait
until later. For now, let’s focus on the job. Once that’s done, we will have plenty of time to
explore what is growing between us.”
“Jesus,” Maddox groaned, pushing his way between them as he began to march down
the hall in the wrong direction. “Don’t you two ever stop? We’ve got a job to do, in case you
forgot.”
“You’re just jealous,” Gray snarked with a toss of his head.
“You’re probably right, but it doesn’t change the fact that we were hired to do a job and
we need to get it done. Now, if you’ll hurry up maybe we can get this done quickly so I don’t
miss my shows.”
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Gray rolled his eyes. Heaven forbid Maddox miss a rerun of one of the numerous crime
shows he religiously watched. “We’d probably get done a lot quicker if you were heading the
right direction, don’t you think?” Gray asked smugly.
Jerking to a stop, Maddox glared at Gray over his shoulder. “You know, sometimes I
think I could kill you, hide the body and no one would be the wiser.” His voice was a
grouchy, low rumble.
Gray laughed. “You know that’s not true. Your parents would notice that I was missing
in less time than it would take them to realise that you were missing. They love me best.”
Maddox scowled. “You’re probably right.”
“There’s no probably about it. I’m loveable, they can’t help themselves.” Gray squinted
at his friend. “Maybe if you tried not being such a prick all the time, they would like you
more.”
“Yeah?” Maddox snarled. “Or maybe I just get rid of your obnoxious ass and they
would quit trying to make me be more like you, yeah?”
Laughing, Gray turned away and continued down the hall leaving Maddox and the rest
of his team to fan out around him in defensive positions. He doubted the president had
better security than he did. Thinking about it, though, it did kind of make sense. You could
always elect another president. Oracles, on the other hand, were basically an endangered
species. As they neared the dead king’s chambers, an unsettling sense of foreboding fell over
him. What had previously seemed like a mundane task, now took on an aura of menace.
“Something’s different.”
Dreo jerked to a stop, his eyes immediately going to Gray’s face. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t know,” Gray murmured hesitantly. “It just feels…different. Like something’s
changed. I don’t know how to explain it any better than that.”
Dreo watched him, his jaw clenched and his expression serious. After a moment, he
straightened to his full height, determination replacing his previous concern. “It changes
nothing. We still have to get to the bottom of this and chose a new Lord of the Underworld.
Everyone will just have to be more vigilant. Hopefully, if we remain on guard, we will be
able to head off any danger.”
With that said, Dreo continued towards the royal chamber, his shoulders back, his
stance as regal as any king. Surrounded by his guards, he was a fearsome sight to behold.
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Gray hoped that they were strong enough to face whatever evil was dogging their steps.
Following after Dreo, the sensation of unease grew stronger. As they approached the door,
Gray hoped he was just experiencing a bad case of nerves and not a prediction of things to
come.
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When they reached the king’s chamber, the team spread out, scanning the area for
danger. Maddox and Dreo went over and spoke with the same two guards, who were
stationed at the door. A few hushed words were spoken before the men came back.
“Colton said that no one has been by here since we left, let alone gone into the room.”
Dreo’s tone was cool, yet soothing.
“I don’t care what he says,” Gray answered dismissively. “There is something different.
Whether it was caused by a person, a thing or a phase of the moon, I don’t know. All I do
know is that something is different from when we were here last time. Darker. More
threatening.”
Dreo watched Gray before sparing a glance over at Maddox, who merely shrugged.
Gray fought a smile. His friend knew better than to dismiss one of Gray’s feelings. Those
feelings had kept them out of more trouble than either of them probably cared to remember.
After another glance around, Dreo turned to him. “I know you don’t have a good
feeling about this and I don’t want you to think that I don’t believe you, but it doesn’t change
the fact that we have to go inside that room to find out what happened to Lucifer. You have
to trust that I won’t let anything happen to you, okay?” Dreo looked at him, his expression
beseeching. “I promise. I will keep you safe.”
Leaning down, Dreo placed a brief kiss on Gray’s forehead before turning his attention
back to his men. The guards gave the hall one last look before Maddox and his second in
command, Ben, moved in and entered the chamber. A few minutes later, they called out,
signalling that it was safe for the rest to enter.
Walking into the room, Gray could immediately feel the change in the air. Reaching out
with his gift confirmed what he’d already sensed. “Someone was here.”
Dreo’s head jerked up, confusion clear on his face. “What do you mean, someone was
here? We haven’t even been out of the room a half hour and there are guards posted all along
the corridor leading to Lord Lucifer’s chambers.”
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“Someone had to have come in after we left to meet the team. I can sense them. They
did something to muddle the residual energies here. There isn’t enough of the original
energy left to get a clear read on whoever murdered your king.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Dreo snarled, face molten with rage. “How is that even
possible?”
Gray shrugged. It was a question he would also like an answer to. As events unfolded,
he was becoming more and more concerned. The fact that the intruder knew exactly what to
do to hinder Gray’s power was worrisome. Because of their rareness, Oracles tended to be
enigmatic. It would take someone with an intimate knowledge of Oracles and their powers to