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sure how long I ll be. But I need you to do something for me, something very important.
Yes. Béla would agree to anything if it would get that sad look of Vlad s face. It didn t belong
there.
I know you don t get along with Igorian very well, but I trust him with my life. I need you to do
the same.
Béla frowned. He wasn t sure that was a good idea. Igorian was bat shit crazy& and color-blind.
Please, Béla.
Yes, Béla answered because he had no other choice. Vlad had never asked anything of him.
Béla trust Iggy.
Vlad s lips twitched. Thank you.
Béla nodded.
If Igorian comes for you, I want you to go with him. There are some people downstairs that can
be very mean when they want to be. I m afraid that they might try and take you away from me.
No, Béla whispered. Vlad mate.
Yes, my love. Vlad s hand caressed Béla s cheek again. But if Igorian comes for you, I need
you to go with him until I can find you. It s the only way to keep you safe.
Béla didn t understand what was going on as he watched Vlad walk out of their bedroom. All he
knew was that Vlad was leaving.
Psst, is the coast clear?
Béla growled when he saw Igorian standing on the balcony, his back to the brick wall. He
remembered what Vlad has asked, so he tempered his reaction. Men gone.
Igorian slipped into the bedroom and then checked the rest of the suite before he came back.
Okay, this is not good. Anytime the Ministry shows up, things get funky. Igorian tapped his chin
with his smartphone. We need to find out what s going on.
Béla backed up. Stay here.
Igorian twisted his lips to the side. Yeah, and when someone breaks that door down to haul you
away, then what? We have to get out of here.
This whole situation scared Béla. He didn t like being separated from Vlad. He would do
whatever it took to get his mate back. Even if that meant teaming up with bat shit crazy Iggy.
We need to sneak downstairs and find out why the Ministry is questioning Vlad about his
registered donor.
Not donor, Béla complained. Vlad said he was more than a simple donor. He was the vampire
leader s mate.
As far as the Ministry is concerned, that is exactly what you are. Igorian grabbed Béla s hand
and pulled him toward the door. Come on. The more we know, the better we ll be able to help Vlad.
Béla bit his bottom lip when they exited the suite. He d never been in any other part of the house.
He felt as if he were defying Vlad, but knew Igorian was right. They needed to help Vlad in any way
possible.
Igorian took him into the hallway and then pressed something under one of the tables. Béla
gasped when a part of the wood paneling slide to the side, revealing a stairwell. The entryway was
dark, making Béla take a step back. A cold, resounding fear took hold as images of his cell came to
mind. Béla didn t want to be any place that was dark or cramped.
No go.
Igorian twisted around to look at Béla. This will take us to the secret passage that leads to the
salon. We ll be behind a wall. No one will see us, but we ll be able to hear what s going on.
No go, Béla insisted.
Don t make me shove you in there, Hissy! Igorian said in warning. If we try to sneak down
the steps, someone will see us.
Béla shook his head, adamant about staying out of that dark, enclosed place. His skin tingled
with remembrance of the whip that scarred his flesh. Echoes of the guards taunting him chased
through his mind.
They both turned when a noise sounded down the hallway. Before Béla knew what Igorian was
doing, he was shoved into the passageway, the panel sliding closed behind him. Béla bit the palm of
his hand, suppressing the scream that threatened to escape his lips. His body was frozen in fear as he
tried not to move, tried not to remember.
We don t have time for this. Igorian grabbed Béla s hand, pulling him down the steep steps.
Béla stumbled a few times, hitting the wall before he righted himself. Soon the passageway expanded,
and lights appeared ahead. Although Béla didn t like being in this place, he felt a bit better.
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