Sitting in a bar for hours on end wouldnt help matters, but Tristan Archer figured he might as well try it out. It may take him far longer to get drunk than it would if he were human, yet he figured hed give it a go. After the hellish few months hed had, he would try anything at this point.He ran a hand through his short, auburn hair that tended to look brown in the bars lighting and sighed. He shouldnt have accepted his friend Levis invitation to dinner and drinks at Dantes Circle in the human realm. He should have rejected the offer and gone back to the thousand other things he had to do within the fae realm and inside the Conclave.Tristan wasnt just any fae. He was a nine-hundred-year-old fae prince with responsibilities that lay heavily on his shoulders. He was also a Conclave member, where he helped govern every paranormal realm in existence with another fae member and two others from each race. That was how hed become friends with Levi, a wizard and prince in his own right.So here he was, in Dantes Circle, a bar owned and named after a royal blue dragon; the meeting place of seven women and their mates with a history he couldnt immediately comprehend.Of course, it was because one of those women that hed rather be in the fae realm instead of the dark bar with oak paneling and photos on the walls that spoke of generations of memories and connections. Hed been here a few times in the past, always on the outside of the circle of lightning-struck woman and their mates, but never fully excluded.Theyd welcomed Tristan into their fold, even if they didnt understand why it hurt him so to be that close to what he couldnt have.Or maybe they understood all too well. After all, one of their own was the reason for his confusion, his torture. The object of his desire.If you keep glowering at her over in the corner, youll end up scaring her more than she already is, Seth said from his side.Tristan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, immediately regretting the action as soon as he did. The man next to him smelled of the sea. And hope. His heart ached and his dick filled.Seth Oceanus was a merman, a friend, and his mate.His true half.Or at least one of them.Not that he or Seth could do anything about it when the other part of their triad didnt feel the same way.