Before I could say a word or do a thing, the female fae slammed the dagger into the gut of the male fae. His surprised shout was lost as his body folded into itself.
“What the fuck?” I stared at the spot where the one fae stood. “What just happened?”
I didn’t expect an answer from the female fae, and I sure as hell didn’t expect what happened next.
She ran straight toward me. I widened my stance and lifted my dagger, expecting her to try to grab me or take a swing. Nope. She right straight into me, and into the dagger.
My mouth dropped open as I stepped back. Her pale blue eyes met mine a second before she folded into herself, disappearing. Her dagger clanged off the floor, and I stood there, mouth gaping so wide people could’ve walked by and thrown things into it.
The female fae had legit impaled herself on my dagger. She ran right up and into the pointy end.
I looked left and then right.
“All righty then,” I murmured.
I sheathed my dagger as I mentally added another WTF to the ever-increasing list I was now going to officially keep track of.
I bent down and picked up the dagger the female fae had used, then I got out of the garage and walked quickly to my destination. It was Miles who opened the door to headquarters. I barely forced a grimace of a smile in his direction. “Where’s David?” I asked.
“Office.”
Angling sideways to get inside, because he sure as hell didn’t actually step out of the way, I handed over the dagger the female fae had used. “Here you go.”
He took the dagger, frowning. “What the hell am I supposed to do with this?”
“Well, most Order members use them to actually kill fae,” I replied. “You know, when they go out there and work.”
Miles muttered something under his breath that sounded an awful lot like “itch.” Grinning, I walked across the common area. David’s door was open, and as I approached his office, I saw he wasn’t alone. Kyle and Henry were with him.
Ugh.
My weak grin faded.
The three men looked up as I entered the room. “I just saw a fae in the parking garage we use,” I told them. “Actually, I saw two of them. One killed the other and the other sort of . . . impaled herself on my dagger.”
David blinked slowly. “Come again?”
“Yeah, if you heard what you think I said, it’s what I said.” I walked further into the room, giving the other two dudes a wide berth. I stopped at the corner of David’s desk. “I’ve seen a lot of weird stuff, but that was . . . Yeah, that took the cake.”
“I don’t even know what to do with that info,” David replied, leaning back in his chair. He glanced at the two Elite members. “You guys?”
“Nope.” Kyle eyed me. “Did either of the fae say anything?”
“One looked like he was about to, but the other—a female fae—killed him before he could. She had one of our daggers.”
“Thanks to Val, I’m sure,” David muttered, and my chest clenched.
“The fae have long since adapted the use of iron for their own in a self-policing sort of way,” Kyle replied, casually tossing his arm over the back of the chair. “Though, it is rare that they use it against one another.”
I glanced at him. Real helpful intel right there.
“It’s good that you’re here,” Kyle added. “Got some questions to ask you.”
My stomach dipped. Obviously they couldn’t care less about the two fae. “What’s up?”
“Last night we were chatting with Ren, and then he left here to meet with you. David advised us that you two are seeing each other,” he stated.
I glanced at David, who looked rather bored with the conversation. Then again, he looked bored with everything. I lifted my chin. “Well, I’m also sure Henry told you that since he saw us kissing.”
Henry arched a reddish-brown eyebrow. “Still surprised you didn’t get pregnant from that kiss. Jesus Christ.”
I wrinkled my nose at him, but refused to actually answer the question, because I was sure that Ren and I weren’t dating anymore. “You guys still haven’t heard from him?”
“No,” answered David.
“That’s why I was in the parking garage,” I explained. “Ren parked there yesterday, and his truck is gone. So he must’ve gone back there. I was thinking—”
“Ren was asking some off the wall questions last night.” Kyle kicked his booted feet up on the desk. “He was asking if we knew anything about fae who didn’t feed on humans.”
Oh. Oh, shit.
“Do you know why he’d ask something like that?” Kyle asked, his head tilting to the side. “Because that’s a strange thing to ask.”
Double shit. Instinct told me to lie, but then lying meant I was leaving Ren, wherever he was, out there hanging on his own. He’d done that to me when we’d first met, and I remembered how crappy that made me feel. But telling them about what Brighton had found would turn Kyle and Henry’s attention to her and Merle, and there was something about those two I didn’t trust.
And I probably didn’t trust them because I was the halfling, but whatever.