He shrugged. "Their master could be here. I have met no other full Aedh as yet, but that doesn't mean there aren't any."
"So if these Razan are coming after me," I said, my breath hitching a little as his fingers caressed the inside of my thigh, "then it's because their master has ordered them to?"
"They never do anything without their master's consent," he agreed, his expression distracted as his fingers brushed the junction between my legs.
"Is there any way you could perhaps trace them back to their master?"
He shrugged. "It's possible. As I said, I have met no other full Aedh as yet, but there are ways and means of finding them. If you give me their descriptions, I'll try to find who owns them. No promises of success, though."
"But you've more chance of succeeding than I do. And I really need to know who these people are, because they keep—"
He moved with lightning speed, straddling my body and kissing me fiercely.
"Darling girl," he said, after a long and glorious kiss, "you talk entirely too much."
"But I need answers," I said, resisting his attempts to lay me back on the lush green grass that carpeted the jungle room. "And I'm going to be late for work."
"Oh, you're going to be very late," he murmured, and kissed me again.
The fight in me quickly fled, as did all thoughts of work.
And he was right. I was very late for work.
The place was packed by the time I got there. Thursday nights were always busy, with wolves getting into party mode and gearing up for a weekend of fun and games at the nearby clubs. After dumping my stuff in the upstairs locker room, I began pitching in, going wherever I was needed, be it helping to serve at the bar, clearing tables, or carting food out to patrons.
The time slipped by quickly and, before I knew it, it was after midnight. As the girls on the next shift came in, I tugged off my apron and headed into the kitchen. Tao was scraping the grill clean, getting it ready for the next chef.
He looked up as I entered, his eyes tired but his smile wide. "That was a great night."