Page 4 of Luck of the Demon


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Bael shook his head at us. “The light fae king is at war with Finvarra. Samael is allied with Finvarra. There’s no way the seelie will help you with anything that could save Samael’s life.”

Oh yes he fucking would. I merely shrugged, my mind racing.

Bael sighed and finally looked at Samael, his gaze landing on the brand new gold mark on his forearm. Then his eyes met mine.

“I’m going to keep the faith,” he said. “Because if anyone can bring him back, you can.”

Aw. I attempted a smile, but I was pretty sure it looked more like a grimace. Bael got to his feet and, with a final look at Samael, wandered from the room.

“Can I ask you a question?” Kyla said, as Vas took Bael’s empty chair.

“Yeah.”

“Um. Where’s Evie?”

I sighed and reached into my jeans pocket, handing her the letter my sister had left for me. I’d memorized it by now.

* * *

Dani

I don’t know if I ever properly said it, but congratulations on your new office. I know you’re going to do incredible things here. I’m SO proud of you for everything you’ve done since you left the Council. They were stupid to let you go, but I’m glad they did, because you were never supposed to spend your life bounty hunting for them.

Instead, you’re going to be a badass who runs her own business.

I know you’re going to hate this, and I’m sorry. But I can’t sit around and wait for you to save me all the time.

I never told you, but Mom tried to call me a few times over the years.

I refused to talk to her. I blamed her. I tried to hate her. And she was doing everything she could to save my life.

I talked to your demon. He told me a few things about Lucifer. About how he’s obsessed with breeding for power. How he loves the new and unexpected. Mom knew his people would’ve been looking for you. And if they found you, they would’ve found me.

And unlike you, I don’t have a kick-ass prophecy attached to me.

I’ve been doing some research since we found the lab. And I’ve located the dark fae guy who hung around when we were kids. I’m pretty sure he’s related to me in some way, and I know where to find him.

I’m the reason Mom is dead. I know it, deep down in my bones. But even from beyond the grave, she’s still saving me.

It’s my turn now. I’m going to help you find out who killed her. And we’ll make them pay. Together.

For now, the next part is up to me.

Thank you for being the best big sister, and I’m sorry for leaving without warning.

I love you,

Evie

* * *

If my sister had learned what had happened to Samael—and what was happening to me—she’d be right here brainstorming with us. But she’d gone searching for an unseelie man she believed could help lead us to our mother’s killers.

Kyla scanned the letter. “Wow. Probably a good thing she’s not here, to be honest. Especially if you’re going to take the big slide.”

I stared at her. And then I threw my head back and laughed. Some of the tension left Vas’s face and he smiled at me. Okay, so I’d been more than a little grim since Samael began dying. But that was enough of that.

I took a deep breath and surveyed Samael, so still in his bed. It was time to pull myself together and find a way to save both of our lives.