“No, Leith got me up an hour ago, and I went down to get some of Cassius’ guns from the basement. Just in case we needed them any time soon. I didn’t like sitting around and doing nothing.”
“How long was I out?”
“About seven hours. I have your phone. I grabbed it from the car and unloaded the rest before getting to bed. So, everything should be ready for you to use.”
“Ah, Lady Kaliya, Wagner also dropped by to give you back some of your things.” Leith sat on my other side, looking surprisingly casual, though he called me Lady again. “You left them at the scene, apparently, and he wanted to see them returned. He also wanted me to pass along a message that he spoke to the Tribunal, but you should call them as soon as possible.”
“Yeah, I figured he would,” I muttered, sighing. “I’m going to eat, then deal with the bosses. They can give me that.”
“They fucking better,” Raphael growled softly. Leith left to do something. Terry straightened up and stared at him, but nothing else happened.
Food was prepared, and I ate fast, not surprising anyone around me. Once I was done, I left them there without a word, finding my phone on the dining room table, charged and ready. I found Hasan in my missed calls three times over the afternoon and evening and called him, knowing I might get talked to about missing his calls.
“Kaliya. It’s good to hear from you. We were worried.”
I raised my eyebrows. “That’s nice to hear. I saw you called, and I’m sorry I missed them. I needed to sleep. I was completely drained.”
“Yes, I bet you were. Wagner had been kind enough to give us a description of your injuries as he saw them when you crossed paths. I’m not angry you took a chance to care for yourself. We can’t have you dying on us in the middle of this.”
“I’m glad you understand,” I said, sitting down at the table. “I’m not one hundred percent, of course, but I’m ready to get back out there. Do you want my report of Levi’s death, Wesley’s capture, and who else I found there?”
“I do. I heard some things, but since Wagner wasn’t there for the entire event, he couldn’t give me the details I wanted. He said something that concerned me, though, and I wanted to verify it.”
“Yeah, those twin wolves you had in prison were players,” I confirmed, having a strong feeling I knew what Hasan wanted to know. “Can you answer a few questions about them for me?”
“I can.” There was a frankness about Hasan I really liked. He was more insightful and intelligent than most of his peers, but he was also frank, at least with me. I wasn’t foolish enough to believe he didn’t know how to play politics with the best of them however, since he was one of the founding members of the Tribunal.
“How did they do it?” I had a weird feeling about their ability to heal. It was unusual and reminded me of Raphael in a way. Raphael could heal through things as he kept moving, kept fighting, just like them. Things that should have been fatal were a breeze for those werewolves. They just got back up.
“You are probably talking about why they were very difficult to kill.” I was glad for the werecat’s insightfulness. He understood what I wanted without me needing to clarify. “They made a pact with a demon centuries ago that gave them immortality to the weaknesses inherent to werewolves and werecats.”
“Oh shit. Like silver.” I had expected something weird or unusual, but a demon pact had not been it. It certainly came out of left field and had implications that made me uncomfortable. That was dangerous shit. “Why did you keep them alive?”
“Because they’re sons of the first werewolf, and I try to keep other originals alive,” he answered, sounding distant about it. “With them dead, there’s only two werecats and one werewolf left of the originals. How did you kill them?”
“Wow, okay.” I didn’t even begin to know how to touch that topic, and it wasn’t my business. The origin of the werecats and werewolves wasn’t known to anyone or at least no one I had ever spoken to, not that I asked around. In over a hundred years, it probably came up twice. I had my own shit to deal with. “Umm, cut their heads off and burned them. Well,