Chapter Twenty Six

We entered Alberta's office, which was already open, though I could see someone else was in there already talking to her. They both stopped talking and looked up when we entered.

"Rose, Dimitri. Please, come in and sit." Alberta said with a kind smile, even toward Dimitri, which was kind of suspicious. "Abe this is Rose Hathaway and Dimitri Belikov."

The man, Abe, stood and extended his hand toward us. He was well dressed, albeit a little flashy. His skin was well tanned for a Moroi and his hair was a lush black, his face adorned with a well-groomed goatee. He smelled like a Moroi, but his scent was familiar. I was sure I'd never met this man in my life, though.

"Abe Mazur." He said, his gaze focused on me. I felt Dimitri's protectiveness increase and the air in the room grew tense.

"Zmey," Dimitri said in greeting, putting his hand out to shake Abe's.

"It's nice to see you again Dimitri. Tell me, how's your grandmother?" Abe said, shifting his focus to Dimitri while shaking his h