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Rhyn looked around, agitated again by the sense that something else was wrong. He left the sparring level without saying a word to Ully and followed his instincts up a flight of stairs and down a narrow hall he recognized from his visit to their father's catacombs with Kris. The door leading to his father's corpse was locked, and he tested it. Kris had managed to create a barrier around the chamber to keep Immortals from trespassing via the shadow world.

"Rhyn, the rest of the Council is meeting now in the conference room off my chambers." He turned at Kris's voice. His eldest brother appeared less frustrated than normal.

"You're inviting me to attend?" he asked, amused. "Unfortunately, you are a Council member."

Kris disappeared into the portal behind him. Rhyn followed. They emerged in a small conference room with one wall made of windows. Their brothers were already there, three of them sitting across the table from Sasha. Sensing the level of tension in the room, Rhyn didn't sit but leaned with his back against the wall, ready to launch across the table at whoever snapped first.

"I can guess what this is about," Kiki said. His turquoise eyes stood out against his caramel- colored Oriental features.

"Yes, tell us, brother," Tamer echoed in his husky tone. The largest of them all by half a foot, the giant was based out of Africa. "You have never once invited us here, maybe because we never agree on anything?"

"Maybe he thinks we'll steal his things," Erik, the blond Viking who watched over South America, said with a smile. "I saw a painting I may walk off with."

"I had hoped to bring everyone together to discuss the baggage Sasha has brought with him, if you'll all be reasonable," Kris said. Everyone's gaze fell to Sasha. For once, Rhyn was not the sore point.

"Hell that overcrowded they're letting murderers walk?" Tamer asked. "They're still accepting prisoners, my dear Tamer," Sasha purred.

"Enough. Every meeting we've had has been a failure and we've not had one since Andre became dead-dead," Kris demanded.

"Our last one was about guarding your little meat-cicle, right, Rhyn?" Erik demanded. "She need more help with someone like you as a mate?"

"Why I called you all here was to finish the discussion we started at our last meeting about the immunity of two certain humans to Immortal powers," Kris interjected. "Katie, Rhyn's mate, and her sister."

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