Randolph’s still looking up at Iceadora sitting down and crossing her legs. She looks around the room. “I heard about the little combat you’re plotting. Believe me, it’s not going to work."
“Why not?” He gives her a stern look as he’s standing up. “More important how in the hell do you know what I’m planning?”
“Word gets around. Leave the Dominguez coven alone. Damn, the coven belongs to me. I’ve waited a long time for this day and you and no one else will spoil my fun. That is unless you want a war with me.” She looks toward the hallways and frowns “Where is your nasty pet, Mary Elise? She’s usually somewhere sniffing up your ass.”
He walks over to her and kisses the back of her hand. “Mary Elis is finally dead. Now let’s not speak about her. Sweetheart, tell me the reason for
