Damara glanced over at Lily. “Can you send me these? I know Blake has a copy, but I think we should have one, too.”
Nodding as the others backed away, she turned the laptop back around and pulled up her email. “Of course. I’m hoping to hack back in and try to track down everyone who bought tickets to the gala once I strengthen my security more.”
“Good,” Dmitri growled as he paced, his Greek accent even thicker than it was when she heard him last time. “Then we can go after all of them easily.”
Damara was watching Noah as he pulled off his hat and settled it back on his head, his movements jerky. “I can tell what you’re thinking. Don’t worry about us. We can handle this without you.”
Lily frowned, her gaze bouncing between the two of them. “Would it be better if Noah was here? Maybe we can stay—”
“Hell no,” Noah growled, glaring at her. “I’m getting you out of here as fast as I can.”
“I want to contribute, and if we can help—”
“I said no.”
She returned his glare, starting to get worked up. “You don’t get to tell me what to do just because we slept together. I’ll do whatever I damned well please.”
He stalked toward her, his green eyes glowing brightly. “We did more than just sleep together, Lily—”
Damara cleared her throat, interrupting them. “While hearing intimate details of your lives is very fascinating, I’m not sure we really need to know this much.” Turning toward Lily, she put her hand gently on her shoulder. “The best way you can help us is getting us more information, and you don’t have to be here to do that. Plus, you’re a human, and much more vulnerable than we are. Go back with Noah and hack into the website again. Let us handle this.”
Her anger deflated as quickly as it sprung up as she nodded. Arching an eyebrow, she looked back at Noah. “See, that wasn’t so hard. All you had to do was say that and I would have agreed.”
Exhaling heavily, he shook his head as his eyes softened. “I’m sorry. The thought of you being so near dangerous shifters terrified me, and I let that fear do the talking for me.”
“I understand. Just don’t ever try to order me around again.”
He nodded, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. “I won’t.” Glancing over at the others, he asked, “Are you guys sure you have this? You don’t need more backup?”
Liam shook his head. “We’re well trained, and you know what my gift is. If we’re found out and they try to use their gifts, I can shield us from them and make it a fair fight.”
Noah frowned. “I still wish there were more Enforcers here for this.”
“Luke and Tarun are checking out another lead, and Blake had to be at the clubhouse. Some official meeting with other Enforcer leaders.”
“What’s your plan?”
Dmitri scowled darkly, glaring at his sister. “You don’t want to know.”
Noah eyes were confused as he looked between them. “What is it?”
Damara sighed. “We need a way in. I’m it.”
Noah’s confusion cleared and he matched Dmitri’s scowl. Lily looked between them, her brow wrinkled. “I don’t understand. What’s going on?”
“Did Noah explain about shifter gifts yet?” Damara asked, waiting on Lily’s nod before she continued. “My gift is being able to change what I look like. I can be anyone I want to be.”
She eyed her dubiously. “Seriously?”
Damara chuckled. “You doubt me?”
Before she could reply, Damara began changing right in front of her eyes. Her olive skin lightened a few shades, her hair grew longer and blonde—and her eyes were ones Lily saw every time she looked in the mirror. Light blue around the pupil, darkening to dark blue around the rims.
Holy. Shit.
“Oh my God,” she breathed, stepping closer. “It’s like looking in the mirror. The only thing that isn’t the same is the height.”
Damara shrugged as she returned to normal. “I can change everything, including my weight, but I can’t change my height.”