Gideon strummed his fingers on the desk as he waited. The incubus was taking his sweet time getting recharged. He fought the urge to roll his eyes. It would seem silly for him to do that solo. He noticed his observer from the other side of the room and glanced behind his shoulder. “Oh, I didn’t expect you to stay down here.”
Ollie stared at the blonde. “Seriously? Man, you wolves are dumb. I didn’t enter this of my own accord, remember?”
Gideon sighed. “You’re right. Hey, do you guys have like telepathy or anything useful like that?”
“The best I have is an emergency signal I can emit to Ivon since he’s my sire and all.” Ollie leaned his head back until it thumped against the wall. “You’re out of luck. I can’t help you. Hell, I’m probably going to be in the same auction as your precious
