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THEIR HOUSE WAS HUGE and very well furnished. I wasn’t sure why I was so surprised. If they were vampires and could live for centuries, they had time to save for such luxuries. As I climbed down a large, spiral staircase, I noticed my brother and Duncan standing at the front door. It was obvious that they were arguing with Celeste, who stood between us. She had two other vampires by her side. One had short blond hair. The other had brown hair, pulled back into a ponytail.
“Nikki, are you okay?”
“Yes.” The relief at seeing them there, alive and well, was almost overwhelming.
“Get out of the way,” Duncan warned, trying to step between Celeste and the other two men. “Or someone’s going to get hurt.”
“You mean you?” the blond vampire said in amusement.
“No, he means you, asshole,” Nat
