Pete didn't have a plan. He didn't want to reveal himself to Jenna, but she wouldn't stop asking. "I guess I have to show her who I am." He looked around the table. "I need your permission to let her know that you are gargoyles also."Donal let out a sardonic laugh and looked at his brothers. "Weren't we talking about this recently? Maybe it's time to out ourselves?""This could be a test case," Sean, Donal's brother, said. "She's a safe bet having already seen Pete in gargoyle form.""We have to be sure of this," Deke said. "There is no unlearning our secret."That's what Pete thought also. He could reveal himself, but Jenna would want to know if he was the only one. He'd never entertained the idea that he'd let someone else into his supernatural world. "If I can't reveal myself to her then I need to step out of this operation.""She trusts you," Donal said. "I can see how she looks at you."Pete waved his hand. "I merely saved her from a situation.""No, it's more than that," Declan
"I don't need you to take on anyone. I just need a place to stay for a bit and a lab for someone else. Someone you might be interested in talking to.""Does she know about you?"Pete laughed. "Yes. She knows I'm a gargoyle.""Wow. That's a lot of trust for you. I'll send you coordinates to get here.""I may be bringing some friends to help me get her there, but you can trust them.""Okay, Pete. I trust you and you know my story," Professor Sather said. They exchanged a few more pleasantries before Pete hung up and rejoined the group who sat at a table with empty plates. He could do dishes and make himself useful. The Foley brothers and Deke answered all of Jenna's questions with aplomb. They'd probably never been asked by someone who wasn't a supernatural. Some things gargoyles take for granted."So, wait, you're Irish right?" Jenna asked Donal."We are, lass," he said, dipping into the lilt that Pete knew he'd worked to get rid of. "From Ireland and all?"Donal glanced at his broth
Trent eyed him then nodded. "What if everyone else is on board?""Then I may just step out. Someone can buy out my shares."Trent faced forward, seeming to digest that information. He didn't bring it up again. Pete threw himself into setting up the nightclub with his partner, and finally it was time to open. A few customers straggled in, followed by an official-looking man with a badge, who entered the main area. He smelled of goblin. This was not going to turn out well. He shouted. "I want all patrons to leave. I'm shutting this place down by order of the Philadelphia Department of Health and the Philadelphia Fire Marshall's office."They gathered around the man. "What grounds?" Trent asked, but they all knew something smelled and it wasn't just the official. "This place is a fire hazard and we're closing this up."The patrons filed out, grumbling as they went. This didn't look good, but Pete didn't know what their rights were. When the customers were gone, more goblins came in. T
"It's fine. I'm on the run and accused of something I didn't do. I'm in no position to be a diva about my research," Jenna said.Pete eyed her, but he didn't say anything. He'd been quiet since they'd arrived. Having introduced them, he'd let them talk, only asking a few questions. "Guess we better get to cleaning," Pete said. Sather had brought in cleaning supplies and she snagged some of them to start in the far corner. It would allow her to think about what she wanted to do next. And maybe even a little bit about what might have led Sather to hide out in the woods so far away from everyone. He hadn't spoken much about it. He'd seemed more interested in her work. Had it been goblins? Those thoughts led her to wonder about other supernatural creatures. She'd love to study them, but that could be inhumane. Although, did that word even apply?"Jenna?" Pete said. She must have been mumbling to herself. She straightened and stretched out her back. "We're making good progress. I should
"Instead of rejoicing in the time he had with your mother, he never actually found his fairy.""What do you mean? She was the love of his life.""But you aren't half fairy. You are all gargoyle. That means your mother was a gargoyle also."Pete had never thought about that. He'd bought into the mythos that his father had found his only love in his mother when there might have been someone else out there for him. His father never looked. Pete leaned his forearms onto his thighs. His father had never looked for his fairy.Did that change anything? Even though his father had died without ever finding his fairy—or even looking for her—he still believed that Pete's mother was his only love. Still… what if Pete's fairy died? What if he built a life with Jenna, and she died in some freak accident? They lived longer than humans, but they weren't immortal. She could die in a car accident. She just couldn't die if he was with her.But knowing this didn't make leaving any easier or harder. "What
"They took her, Pete. I'm sorry."The idea that Jenna was gone robbed him of his breath for a moment. When he recovered, he said. "Are you okay?""Yes. It was goblins I'm pretty sure," Sather said. "Did you see them?""No, but they arrived by air. I never heard them until they were in the house. They got the jump on me.""You'll live?"The old man laughed. "Of course. Go find Jenna.""Any indication where they might have gone?" Pete asked. It was a long shot, but he doubted the goblins would have revealed their plans. They didn't even see Sather as a threat since they didn't kill him. That didn't mean they were stupid. Sather shook his head. "I was out when they left so I don't know what direction they flew.""You going to be okay?""Yes." Pete turned away. He would contact Donal and the rest. The idea that his father's heartache was most likely because his love wasn't his fairy had been bouncing around in his mind the whole drive. Had his father done it to himself? "Pete?" Sather
Pete flew back to Philadelphia. He couldn't find Jenna without help—or at least, he couldn't save her without help. Professor Sather promised to keep his truck in a barn, so no one would see it. Pete could retrieve it later.Jenna was his focus. Even if he didn't stay with her, he wanted her safe. That was his mission. Landing on the roof of Trent's building, Pete transformed back into a human and pulled on some clothing. No one could have seen him in the darkness, but he glanced around anyway before heading to the floor where Foley Security was located.When he arrived, the three brothers were in the conference room. Containers of food were scattered on a sideboard and his stomach rumbled. He'd intended to eat on the road, then didn't drive back."Hey," Donal said, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "Help yourself."Pete filled a plate, but only because flying always made him hungry. All he could think about was Jenna. Where was she? Was she hurt? He could have saved her if he hadn't lef
Jenna heard the noises outside as she stared at the piece of paper in front of her. They would come for her. She was sure of it. She just didn't know who would get to her first—the goblins or the gargoyles. Pete and Donal burst into her lab. Shots were fired down the hallway outside. She rose ready to do what they said. "You have an escape route?" Donal asked."We'll have to wing it since we don't know what they have covered.""There's a bathroom next door that has a window in it. Not huge, but I think we could all shimmy our way through it," Jenna said.She'd tucked away that information for later use. Now seemed to be a good time to bring it out. Pete and Donal looked at each other. "I don't have a better idea.""Then let's go," Pete said. He grabbed Jenna's hand, dragging her to the door. She dug in her heels. Now as a good a time as any to test her hypothesis. "Wait."Pete looked back at her, concern etched into his forehead. He did care about her, but now was not the time to ex