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didn’t fit his schedule. To satisfy her curiosity, she had the registrar look up his contact information. There wasn’t any. Not that she had expected anything. The New Breed warriors of the Order were killers who fought in the streets to keep shifter and human civilians safe from Toltec. They did not attend Ivy League schools. It was just as well. She’d hated to lie to him about not having time for coffee on principle, but what other choice did she have?
    “Not gonna happen, Xavier with no last name.”
    She picked up the grant proposal and, chin in hand, reluctantly started to read.
     
    James sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the white robe hanging from the top of the closet door. There was no way he could do this. He couldn’t stand next to Pax in front of the Goddess like they were getting mated or some shit. His chest got tight just thinking about it. He rubbed his face with his hand and exhaled. God, he was such a pussy. Get it together. He needed to get this over with and get back to tracking down Seth. A knock at the door startled him so badly he made the lights flicker.
    “It’s open. Hey, Dies. What’s up?”
    “Hey. Just thought I’d check on our inductee.”
    He crossed his arms. “Be my guest.”
    “Listen, ah, Pax asked me to do the prep with you tomorrow. He thought you might be uncomfortable doing it with him since you two are kind of on the outs.”
    James snickered. That was one way to put it. “Sure. When do we start?”
    “We can start with the meditation tomorrow afternoon. We just need to leave enough time for you to shower and dress afterward.”
    “Okay. Sounds good.”
    “See you at dinner.”
    The door closed and James fell back on the bed. Looks like he wasn’t the only wuss in the mansion. Pax didn’t want to be around him either. At least now he wouldn’t have to deal with hanging alone with the male for two hours tomorrow. Thank fuck.
     
    Ana stopped in front of the little hacienda style house her mother had rented and smiled. The whole front of it was pink stucco. Her nunin called it atrocious, but Ana thought the Maya city of Valladolid was the nicest place they’d ever lived. The cobblestone streets were lined with pretty pastel fronts; the afternoon sunshine brightened the soft peaches, yellows, and greens. With a heavy heart, she unlocked the door and stepped inside. The air was easily ten degrees cooler. She slid out of her sandals and the tile floor was deliciously cool on her feet. It was the end of July in Mexico and that meant hot and humid. In a couple of months, the dry season would come and Valladolid would become its own desert.
    Would they still be there?
    She doubted it. Her mother had spoken many times of living in a true Maya city where shapeshifters were respected. But Ana knew her nunin wanted more. She wanted them to be revered. Worshipped. No, Ana didn’t see the point in getting her hopes up.
    She dropped the basket of fruit from the market in the kitchen and walked down the back hallway. “Nunin?”
    That was strange. Her mother was always home in the morning to give Ana her lessons. “ Nunin , I’m back.”
    She walked to the end of the hall and stopped in the doorway of her mother’s office. She was just about to knock on the door when she heard voices. First her mother and then a male? That was strange. She couldn’t recall ever seeing her mother with a male in any house they’d ever lived in. Well, she needed to at least let her know she was back from the market. Just as she took hold of the doorknob, the voices stopped abruptly. Curious, Ana gently opened the door and peaked inside just in time to see her mother and a tall, dark haired male vanish into thin air.
    Ana sat straight up in bed. She was panting as she tried to catch her breath. Her boxers and tank top were soaked with sweat. SE was sound asleep next to her. She quietly slipped out of bed, walked to the bathroom, and closed the door behind her. She threw some water on