"I'll let you know, Kiki," he called to his half-brother.
For once, I think Kiki is right.
Gabe sat up as Kiki approached, and the tall Immortal paused, critical gaze taking in both of them.
"Neither of you are funny," Kiki replied.
"Exactly. The first page has the talking points outlining what you can share," Kiki said before addressing Gabriel.
Practical and detail-oriented, Kiki was well-dressed and lean.
The talking points Kiki had given Rhyn told him nothing aside from the name, date the Immortals found her and the human-Immortal blood percentage.
"Kiki keeps telling me Andre would've figured this out by now," Rhyn continued.
"We have a more formal process now for transitioning Immortal mates," Kiki said, as if his explanation was supposed to mean something to her.
When we identified you, we obtained all your medical records, your credit history, basically your entire life, Kiki explained.
"You're ninety eight percent human," Kiki said.
"That depends," Kiki said.
Still have an idea of what Kiki and Tamer are doing but no idea what Erik is doing.
His three other half brothers were already present and waiting, Erik pacing, Kiki at the table, and Tamer busy with his PDA.
"We started with Asia last time," Kiki snapped, oriental features and towering height marking his mixed breeding.
"Erik's right, brother," Kiki said.
"Maybe you're the mole, brother," Kiki added.
Kiki whirled from his position before the hearth, his oriental features set off by electric turquoise eyes.
The only brother not to declare outright war on him, Kiki was a distant second to Andre in his tepid support of their black sheep of a young brother.
Rhyn ignored the accusation and pulled her away when Kiki tried to snatch her.
"No one told me you were out of prison," Kiki muttered as he worked.
Kiki glanced at him and whipped out a mobile phone.
Cynically, he suspected all but Kiki would choose the demons.