information derived from four of the hard drives to the top bidders from the Sucubatti and Incubatti in order to fund their operations. The fifth drive contained too much personal information for them to part with.
“Sienna?” Aiden’s gaze sharpened. “What is it?”
Chrissy looked up and froze, a dreamy expression crossing her expression. “Medical records for Team Rogue. Olivia had their entire history on file and called it Project Sienna. We-”
“Maybe you should come up here, Chrissy,” Zoey interrupted. The flair of incubus magic in the air was influencing Chrissy too much, which Zoey guessed Aiden had done on purpose. “You shouldn’t be so flushed.” She glared at Aiden. “Where’s that toy you made?”
The incubus magic retreated. Aiden rested his head against the locker behind him.
“I forgot it. A few more tweaks, and it’ll repel sex magic for whoever holds it,” Chrissy said. “Vikki scared the hell out of me when she woke me up. I didn’t have time to grab it.”
Zoey switched spots with Chrissy, who sighed in relief to be away from the influence of the incubus. Aiden’s eyes drifted closed.
“Speaking of scared … are we not going to talk about this, Zoey?” Vikki demanded, eyeballing her via the rearview mirror.
Zoey shrugged. She leaned forward to rest her elbows on her knees. The headache was gone, though her concern remained.
“It’s been seventeen nights where you disappeared and woke up somewhere else, and ten of those nights in the past two weeks.”
“I know. I was there,” Zoey grumbled. “There’s nothing to talk about, Vikki.” Her fear was harder to dismiss. She had no control over her actions when she had a blackout, no way to prevent from hurting someone innocent or worse – someone she cared about.
“The only way I can track you is through the monitor Chrissy made. What happens if that gets damaged one day while you’re out fighting incubuses?” Vikki pressed.
“I’ll deal with it. Aiden is the first non-Cambion I’ve almost killed.”
“Whatever’s going on isn’t good, Zoey,” Chrissy seconded, her voice softer. “I’ll do another blood draw on you tonight.”
“You won’t find any common sense in that blood,” Vikki snapped.
“Why are you such a bitch lately, V?” Zoey retorted. “I can’t sneeze without you jumping down my throat!”
“Maybe because I haven’t gotten laid in months!”
“She’s pregnant, Zoey.” Chrissy’s calm words were quiet.
Zoey stared at the back of Vikki’s head. For a long moment, no one spoke. Aiden lifted his head, listening intently.
“You weren’t supposed to say anything, Chrissy,” Vikki said at last.
“Pregnant? Why?” Zoey managed.
“What do you mean why? It’s what happens when you have sex.”
“You didn’t use protection?”
“Did you when you went through the rite?”
“No, but …” Zoey drifted off with a growl. “Why did you pick now to get pregnant?”
“I didn’t choose to get pregnant,” Vikki replied in the same sour tone. “It just … happened. I’m two months, which means it happened before everything went to shit.” Vikki waved her hand at the events of the past few weeks.
“Seeing as how I’m the team’s doctor, I might have to give you all some pamphlets about safe sex,” Chrissy interjected. “You’re part-succubae. How do you all not know anything about using protection?”
Aiden snorted.
Zoey glanced at him. “Does Liam know?” she asked Vikki.
“No, of course he doesn’t,” she replied. “We’re sort of at war right now.”
“He will when we ransom Aiden back to them.”
Aiden smiled without speaking.
Vikki cursed, then fell silent.
The idea that her best friend was pregnant depressed her. Zoey didn’t know why, except that it was one more huge issue for her to manage. Leading the team was harder than she expected, especially when their ranks were growing daily, and they were constantly scrounging for supplies and