Magic Triumphs (Kate Daniels, #10)

by Ilona Andrews

“We already settled that,” Elara said. “You did?” Curran asked. “Yes. Raphael is the dark-haired one in leather?” “Looks like sex on a stick,” I told her. “Yes. With the eyes.” She waved her fingers to imitate fluttering eyelashes. “That’s him.” Curran looked like he’d just bitten into a lemon. “He came to see us last fall,” Elara said. “He has a short blond wife.” What? “Did you talk to her?” “I did.” “Excuse me.” I got up, walked to the phone, and dialed the Bouda House. A chirpy bouda answered. “Clan Bouda’s residence.” “Please tell the alpha that her former best friend is calling.” “She warned us you would call.” There was a click and then Andrea’s voice came on the line. “Hey.” “You didn’t tell me.” “Nope, I didn’t.” “Why?” “Because you were pregnant at the time and had enough shit to deal with.” I forced the words out. “Why didn’t you tell me after?” “Because I watched Hugh let Raphael cut him to ribbons. If I’d told you, you’d have dropped everything and went there too, and then Hugh would’ve let you kill him, and then you’d be filled with self-loathing and I’d have to take care of your mopey ass. I have a clan to run, a husband to satisfy, and a daughter to take care of. Call me when you cool off.” She hung up. Society frowned on killing your best friend. In this case, it would just have to make an exception.