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  The wedding ceremony ended, and the reception began. The guest list read like a who’s who of Texas Houses. Augustine Montgomery, Best Man, Prime. Linus Duncan, Prime. Lenora Jordan, Prime. House Harrisson, House Latimer, House Ade-Afefe, House Etterson, House, House, House . . . Even Grandmother Victoria managed to secure a temporary supervised release. She danced with Linus Duncan and had a civil conversation with Grandma Frida, both of which weirded me and Arabella out.

  So many rich and powerful people gathered in one spot. Xavier would have loved it. Unfortunately for him and half a dozen other of Rogan’s relatives, their invitations had been revoked and they were even now flying back to Europe. Of the west wing, only Zorion and Teresa and Ane and Lance remained. June and her daughters were invited but declined to stay.

  In the happy commotion nobody noticed me, Rivera, and several of Rogan’s soldiers walking into the kitchen, where the waitstaff and the caterers were preparing and plating the various courses for the reception. Nobody paid me any attention as I walked up to a middle-aged woman with recently bleached blond hair. She was straightening her waiter’s uniform.

  “Kelly Waller?” I asked.

  She glanced up, a flicker of panic in her eyes, but I had already cast my magic lure.

  “Give me your gun,” I said. And she did. And then she and Jeremy followed me meekly out of the house and into a waiting armored vehicle. So ended the story of Kelly Waller, without fanfare, with a whimper, as she deserved.

  Whatever happened to her after this, I didn’t feel bad for her at all. Her son, Gavin, was at the wedding and would have eaten the poisoned cake. Her hatred was so strong, she was willing to sacrifice her child to it. I wrote an email to Rogan and Nevada outlining the whole thing. It was my wedding gift to them. They would read it later when they had a chance.

  I had watched Nevada and Connor dance under the glittering strands of lights hanging from the trees. They looked like they had stepped out of a fairy tale. Happiness lit my sister’s face and it made everything worth it. She took care of us for so long. She deserved to have all the happiness in the world.

  They were still dancing, but I was worn-out. I wandered through the house, away from the fading music, until I ended up in Mrs. Rogan’s study. She hadn’t bothered to lock it. I sat on the window bench and looked outside at the moon.

  I felt so tired and empty.

  I wanted to cry.

  A mechanical whisper made me turn.

  “There you are,” Mrs. Rogan said. “I’ve been looking for you.”

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude into your private space.”

  “You’re not intruding. I wanted to thank you for helping me. It was a very heavy burden to put on someone so young. If I had known how difficult it would be, I probably wouldn’t have asked you to do it.”

  “I didn’t mean to ruin the relationship between you and some of your family members.”

  “You didn’t ruin anything. You didn’t cheat, you didn’t steal, and you didn’t plot to profit from my son’s misfortune. You seem so sad, Catalina. You’ve done so well. Everyone is proud of you. I thought you would be celebrating.”

  The words kind of tumbled out on their own. “I don’t belong here.”

  Mrs. Rogan frowned. “Here where? In this house?”

  “No. In this space.” I wasn’t explaining it very well. “Before Nevada met Connor, we all pretended that we were ordinary. Even after she met him, when I had to use my magic, I could still pretend that those were isolated incidents. Nobody knew I was a Prime except for people we trusted. And then we became a House. When I was working on this wedding, I had to use my magic. And it worked. I had tried things that were purely theoretical, and they worked.”

  “Why is that cause for concern?” Mrs. Rogan frowned.

  “Because my magic always came with a price. It was only to be used as a last resort. There was no expectation placed on me. I didn’t place any expectations on myself. Now I have learned I can use my magic just like any other Prime. There is no hiding from it now. The next time I’m involved in an investigation for our family business, I will likely use it. Sooner or later, people will realize I’m a Prime and that scares me.”

  “Because being a Prime puts you in greater danger?” Mrs. Rogan asked.

  “No. I know how to be Catalina Baylor, ordinary person. I know what’s expected of me. I have no idea how to be a Prime. I don’t know what the rules are. I need the rules. They make me feel safe. As long as I followed the rules for using my magic, nobody got hurt.” I waved my arms. “All my rules are gone. I don’t know how to be. I don’t know when other people are breaking the rules and how I’m supposed to react to it when they do. Like this room.” I pointed at the bench where I sat and the colorful pillows. “I don’t know how to mix these patterns together. If I tried, I have no idea if the result would be tasteful or tacky. I feel like I’m drowning.”

  I should not have said all that.

  Mrs. Rogan leaned back in her chair. “When I left Spain and came here with Connor’s father, I felt like I was drowning too. I didn’t know anyone. I had no idea how to be a Prime in Texas. I didn’t know what was expected of me and I couldn’t tell if I was making a fool of myself. But I learned. All those things you have listed can be learned.”

  “I don’t have anybody to teach me.”

  Mrs. Rogan smiled. “That’s not true. You have me. And I have nothing but time. I think we should start with fencing. I suspect there is a lot more to the way you move your sword than pure luck.”

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  BURN FOR ME ( 9780062289247 )

  Nevada Baylor is faced with the most challenging case of her detective career. Then she’s kidnapped by Connor “Mad” Rogan, a darkly tempting billionaire Prime—the highest rank of magic user. Rogan’s after the same target, and the two of them must put aside their overwhelming attraction and join forces to stay alive.

  WHITE HOT ( 9780062289261 )

  Nevada’s new case pits her against the shadowy forces that almost destroyed the city of Houston once before, bringing her back into contact with Rogan. There’s no hiding the sparks between them, and now that the stakes are even higher, and their foes are unimaginably powerful, Rogan and Nevada will find that nothing burns like ice . . .

  WILDFIRE ( 9780062289285 )

  Dealing with Rogan and their evolving relationship is frustrating enough, but Nevada must also navigate the complex magical world in which she’s become a crucial player. When they’re confronted by a new threat within her own family, can Nevada and Rogan face this together? Or is their world about to go up in smoke?

  About the Author

  “ILONA ANDREWS” is the pseudonym for a husband-and-wife writing team. Ilona is a native-born Russian and Gordon is a former communications sergeant in the U.S. Army. Contrary to popular belief, Gordon was never an intelligence officer with a license to kill, and Ilona was never the mysterious Russian spy who seduced him. They met in college, in English Composition 101, where Ilona got a better grade. (Gordon is still sore about that.) They have co-authored two New York Times and USA Today bestselling series—the urban fantasy of Kate Daniels and the romantic urban fantasy of The Edge—and are working on the next volumes for both. They live in Texas with their two children and many dogs and cats.

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  By Ilona Andrews

  Hidden Legacy series

  Burn for Me

  White Hot

  Wildfire

  Diamond Fire (novella)

  Kate Daniels series

  Magic Binds

  Magic Gifts (novella)

  Magic Breaks

  Magic Rises

  Magic
Slays

  Magic Bleeds

  Magic Strikes

  Magic Burns

  Magic Bites

  The Edge series

  On the Edge

  Bayou Moon

  Fate’s Edge

  Steel’s Edge

  Copyright

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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