“We just want to know why everyone fucking disappeared. After the shit that’s been going on around here, you can’t blame us for getting a little bent out of shape. Now, answer the man.”
“You swear too much,” Echo chided as he walked into the room with Onyx close on his heels.
Myst eyed them both carefully, but couldn’t find anything amiss. Sighing in relief, he turned his head up to meet Echo’s lips when his mate bent to kiss him. “I’m fine,” Echo whispered. “You worry too much, love.” He rubbed their noses together before continuing around the table to greet each of the warriors. He went to Fiero last and tapped the end of the demon’s nose with his index finger. “Don’t curse so much. It makes you sound like a douche bag.”
“Newsflash,” Fiero said with a smirk. “I am a douche bag.”
“Mmm”—Echo purred—“but such a handsome one.”
Myst snorted and rolled his eyes. “Don’t encourage him.” He glanced over at Onyx, finding the man leaning against the kitchen doorway and grinning like a fool. Did he look like such a lovesick idiot when he looked at Echo? Probably.
Echo huffed when he couldn’t find an available chair and settled into Eyce’s lap. Eyce looked like he’d won the lottery, grinning cockily at them all. Myst rolled his eyes again. Some warriors they were. They might as well be baking cupcakes and singing to the woodland creatures when Echo came around.
Somehow, he couldn’t find it in himself to care, though.
“Are Jinx and Syn okay?” Echo asked. He held up his hand when Craze turned an angry stare on him. “I’m not asking where you’ve been, or why you felt the need to skip out in the middle of the night. I just want to know if my friends are okay.”
Craze deflated instantly. He slumped in his chair and rubbed both hands over his face. “I didn’t tell anyone because there wasn’t time. I woke up in the middle of the night and my mates were gone. I went after them, as any one of you would do.”
Myst nodded his agreement. If he’d awoken to find Echo missing, he’d have destroyed everything in his path to find the man. “Did you find them?”
“Yes,” Craze said through gritted teeth. “They’ve gotten it in their heads that everyone hates them because they bit Echo. I tried to talk some sense into them, but they think they need to make amends.”
“So, where are they? Why did you come back without them?”
“Staying with them would only put them in more danger.” All heat had left Craze’s voice, and he just sounded like a scared little boy.
Myst had never heard that particular tone from Craze before, and it made his chest tighten. “Where are they?”
“I guess you know that Jet and Pax are with Lorcan?”
Everyone nodded.
“Jinx and Syn went with them. By the time I’d caught up to them, the coyotes had already let it slip about the freakin’ bloodsuckers that are causing mayhem in town.”
Myst snapped his attention to Echo, waiting for the little brat to admonish Craze for calling the vampires bloodsuckers. Echo smirked and shook his head. “It’s okay to call bad vampires that, just not my friends.”
“Stupid double standards,” Myst mumbled under his breath.
“What do the new vamps have to do with your mates?” Eyce asked.
“Jinx and Syn have watched one too many spy movies.” Craze growled for a minute before he shook his head and continued. “They’re going to infiltrate the enemy’s camp and gather information for us. Their words, not mine.”
“And you just let them?” Echo’s eyes widened in shock. “Are you nuts?”
“I didn’t track them down until just before sunrise this morning. They’d already met with the leader about joining the coven.”
“So?” Echo tilted his head to the side.
Syx sighed and reached over to squeeze Echo’s thigh. “When vampires are initiated into a coven, they exchange blood with the coven leader. Once ingested, the leader will always be able to