He chuckled. “And you’re ruling the demons in his place.”
“They’re ruling themselves. I’m just a figurehead.”
He ignored that. “It will be an alliance similar to the one Samael has with the unseelie king.”
It was probably wise for me to not mention just how shakythatalliance was right now.
As usual, I was out of options. “Fine. Get the paperwork drawn up. We’re on our way.”
I walked back into the bedroom, where Vas watched me out of dark eyes. His uncle ignored me.
“I need every demon in this apartment ready to go,” I said. “We’re taking him out of here.”
Ag slowly got to his feet. “What exactly have you done?”
“We’re going to visit our new allies.”
* * *
DANICA
The penthouse doors were flung open, and four demons picked up Samael’s mattress, carefully keeping it steady.
I chewed on my lower lip. “What if they drop him?”
Vas nudged me with his elbow. “They’re some of our best in flight. Don’t second-guess yourself now.”
“Okay. The mages will be watching this building,” I told the demons. “I’m going to create a distraction. Don’t move until you see my signal.”
Asmodeus raised one eyebrow. “And what is your signal?”
“You’ll know it when you see it.” I stepped closer to Samael, but I was too scared to brush my lips over his. His hands were nothing but ash, which was about to get blown away in the wind. My throat burned. “If I get the counter spell, will he–”
“He’ll be good as new,” Vas murmured.
Neither of us pointed out the obvious—that if Samael’s entire body turned to ash, there would be nothing left to restore.
“You’re coming with me,” I said.
Vas attempted a grin, but it was strained. “I figured.”
I glanced back at the demons holding Samael’s mattress. I didn’t need to tell them to be careful. With a nod, I reached out for Vas, and we shot into the sky.
“Want to tell me all about your little plan?”
I shrugged. “I’m going to raise some hell and make Albert regret messing with us.”
My power had been licking at my shield all day. It didn’t feel anything like when I had strained to hold it at bay–when using it meant that I risked losing control. No, now I instinctively knew that I could now turn it on and off like a tap.
“They’ll be waiting for us,” Vas warned.
“I know. How close can you get us?”
He considered it. “Do you want to attack from the ground or the air?”
“Air makes more of a statement. Can you tell if anyone is in the building?”
He nodded. “I’ll be able to see heat signatures.” He gestured up at the sky, which was darkening as we spoke. “Construction will have finished for the day.”
