The mansion was exactly as they left it, Davian right away going up the stairs while Nikolai hesitated a moment before turning to head to his room.
Simply holding Asher up for a few moments had gotten his hands and coat stained. He shrugged off his coat when he got to his room, going over to wash his hands.
So much had happened, and it was barely noon. Things had turned out so well with the addition of Caspian to the situation, Jael's relief had been palpable.
As concerning as the strangeness of Asher's behavior had been, Nikolai absolutely didn't want to be the Mafia King's enemy. Hell, letting him loose on the High Council might actually be enough to get rid of them.
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Davian's swift strides took him to his mate's side. He went into his room first so he could clean up, not wanting to take the scent of blood to Lake.
Angelo was still by Lake's side, the television was on, but no one was really paying attention.
