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I did. With the door open, you could smell the distinct smell of Blood Rocks being made.

“You think dude do Rocks?” Tahji asked, looking at me.

“Fuck if I know. He ain’t show any signs when I saw him.”

“He might not do it all the time,” Benji added his two cents.

“Only one way to find out,” I calmly said as I stepped past Benji, deeper into the dilapidated house.

Shockingly enough, the inside looked a million times better than the outside. Everything looked brand new, from the white carpets to the clean wooden floors. The kitchen was the first room in the house. All the silver appliances looked brand new. The kitchen was clean. There were a few containers on the countertop with a red liquid. I assumed that shit was blood. If they made Blood Rock here, they’d need blood. But the little bit of blood they had wasn’t nearly enough to properly make Blood Rock.

“Dante gotta know a mage or something. They probably cast some kind of spell to disguise the house,” Tahji said as he walked into the kitchen. “And that’s nowhere near enough blood to make Blood Rock.”

“Maybe they don’t make it here. ’Cause it wouldn’t have been this clean in this bitch,” Benji said.

The more I was finding out about Dante, the less this shit was making sense to me. Nothing was adding up the way I felt like it should have. I felt myself getting annoyed. I didn’t like that I had no real understanding of something potentially involving my soulmate. Was Quinny in danger, or was she good? Did I need to be concerned, or was this me overreacting? I needed to find Dante to find out what the fuck he had going on with Quinny. I wanted to believe that Dante just liked Quinny and didn’t want to hurt her, which was why he stuck around her so long. But something in my soul was telling me more shit was going on. Hopefully, Dante learned from our last fight not to fuck with me and would willingly tell me what I wanted to know. If not, I was okay with beating his ass again.

“You alright?” Benji asked me. I’m sure he could see the tense expression on my face.

I was close with both my brothers. It was easy for us to read each other’s body language. However, Benji and I spent far more time together, and we knew each other like the backs of our hands. There wasn’t anything getting past Benji.

“I’m straight,” I replied evenly. “I’m just ready to figure this shit out.”

“I know that look in yo’ eye. Don’t go in here tryna beat the fuck outta dude before we get any answers from him. A dead vampire can’t talk,” Benji said in a serious tone.

Benji knew I was thinking about fucking Dante up for G.P. The fact that he’d involved Quinny in some shit was enough reason for me to beat his ass. He fucked with the right vampire’s mate. If he didn’t learn from the last time I fucked him up, he would surely learn from this time. I had every intention of beating him to a bloody pulp after he told me everything I needed to know.

I saw Tahji frowning out of the corner of my eye. “What?” I asked, turning to face him.

“I swear I just saw something move past that curtain,” Taji replied.

Benji and I both looked towards the maroon velvet curtain hanging in the other room. It swayed just a little. I’m sure human eyes wouldn’t be able to pick up on the movement. It was so subtle.

We all watched for something to move or make an appearance, but nothing happened.

“Tahji,” Benji called his name with humor in his voice. “Let me find out you on that rock and imaging shit.”

Tahji gave Benji a dirty look as he said, “Shut yo’ bitch ass up. I know what the fuck I saw.”

Then we heard something scraping against the ceiling, and all of our eyes went upwards. Three naked bitches were crawling on the ceiling. They were sirens. Their purple glowing eyes gave them away.

“You finally made it,” The siren in the front said, purring. “We've been waiting on you three all night long.” She smiled, revealing her jagged white teeth that lined her entire mouth.

Tahji sucked his teeth in annoyance. “Don’t nobody have time to deal with these crazy-ass bitches.”

Sirens were what happened when you combined an emotionally unstable female with a cat in heat. All they wanted to do was fuck you, and when they did, they fell in love with every male who stuck their dick in them. A siren had some of the best pussy in our world. They knew how to suck dick and never got tired of fucking. They were some little freaky bitches that knew how to turn men out. To most men, that sounded like a dream come true, but the catch was, when those feelings weren’t returned, they went fucking insane. They’d do everything in their power to destroy the man who broke their heart. It all led up to them sucking the life force from that individual, and then they’d be on to their next victim. The only way to stop them when they were on their warpath was to kill them or get them to fuck someone else so they’d forget about you. Years ago, I fucked one siren, and after I had to chop her head off, I learned my lesson about fucking with their crazy asses.

“Say that,” Benji cosigned.

“All three of them are fine too!” The siren on the left smiled, licking her lips.

“I want the one on the left,” the one in the middle said, referring to Tahji.

“Bitch, fuck you,” Tahji spat. He had a special hate for sirens. He called himself trying to date one when he was a teen vampire. Needless to say, that shit didn’t end well. She ended up killing his dog, and Tahji killed her shortly after. Ever since then, he hated to even be in the room with sirens.

“I plan to, big daddy. I’m going to suck the shit out of that dick. I’ll take it if I have to,” she purred, not realizing Tahji wasn’t the one to fuck with.

“Where the fuck is Dante?” I asked, getting straight to the point. I didn’t come here for all this extra shit. I wanted to get back to my soulmate. I knew she had to be missing me as much as I was missing her.