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His stahost reared back her aruess her intent she had cold-cocked the gargoyle, sending hiainst the far wall Then, taking a host abruptly disappeared

Tane’s brows lifted as Levet peeled hirim expression

Talk about bizarre encounters

"Levet, where are you going?"

"I a "Your point?"

"No woman kisses oyle’s grih to ad demon a debt of honor

But that didn’t mean he had to like it

Besides, he didn’t have ti after the fool Every instinct he possessed screa his head, he assessed his coaze lowered to effectively hide her emotions

"My pride has been brutalized and my manicure will never be the same, but otherwise I’ there wasbeneath her don’t-press-the-issue attitude Thankfully, it wasn’t his concern

"How did you get here?" he instead asked

She turned to ht the trail of Ariyal as he followed the feo"

Tane blinked in surprise He’d have bet good money the bastard planned to double-cross the fe in the woods when he overheard the your Jinn’s journey to this frozen little slice of heaven"

"Ah" That riaze roa in anticipation of carving punishment out of Ariyal’s fey hide "Don’t worry, payback’s a bitch"

"No," Jaelyn fiercely refused his unspoken offer of a Sylvermyst smack down "He …"

"What?"

She hunched her shoulder "He could have killed h the portal and left uarded by that spirit"

"Guarded or held prisoner?"

"Both I suppose," sheto excuse the son of a bitch? How long did it take for that whole Stockholm syndroht he could use you as a bargaining chip" "Vaain"

"Do you have a better explanation? " he bluntly challenged

She gave a very feuess he siun she kept holstered on her hip, only to come up empty Ariyal had obviously relieved her of her weapons "Bastard"

Tane shook his head "He’s up to soet his hands on that baby"

Tane’s fangs extended to their full li through the tunnels

"Laylah"

Chapter 22

I intend to kill him …

Laylah took a stumbled step backward, her heart frozen in her chest as she stared in disbelief at the Sylvermyst

She expected to find hatred etched on that beautiful face Or fury Or fanaticisthan any a

"Are you de Maluhia to her chest "You can’t kill a helpless baby"

His lips twisted "I thought we had already established my evil credentials"

"Why?"

He pointed the sword at the child in her arms "It’s the spawn of the Dark Lord"

She shook her head "I don’t believe that It’s innocent"

"What you believe doesn’tas the child exists there will be those determined to use him to return the Master" His expression hardened "I can’t allow that"

A cold prickle brushed the back of her neck, but Laylah didn’t dare glance around One moment of distraction and the fey could have her head chopped off

Not only would it make for a very bad day, but the child would be left at themaniac