Chapter 30
Dagan followedShae into the silent kitchen, hating the thought of her meeting Aza on her own. And helpless to do anything about it. Her power rolled inside him now, but at least she wasn’t sending out those deadly vibrations that would alert every evil bastard out there as to herwhereabouts.
Jenna and Echo were no longer in the kitchen. The law-keeper—the same one Blaéz had nailed to the castle wall several months ago—waited out on the porch, having a stare-down with the Guardians. The lethal, black-tipped silver sword used to kill those who broke the Absolute Laws remained sheathed in a scabbard on his back. Like that would stop them from killing him. Nothing showed on the law-keeper’s face as Shae crossed tohim.
“You’re just letting her go?” Týr barked, his expressionincredulous.
Dagan didn’t respond, mostly because his jaw was clenched so tight. The bastard touched her hand. She sent Dagan a little smile as if to say, “I’ll beokay”.
Not until he had her back with him and Aza was roasting in Hell, would it beokay. The moment Shae and the law-keeper vanished, hedematerialized.
So, what’s the plan?Týr mind-linked withhim.
You can’t be withme.
We aren’t,Nik shot back, joining them. Then Dagan sensed the othersclose.
Yeah,Aethan added.We’re going back onpatrol.
C’mon, let’s go get the dumbass.Blaéz.
Damn stubborn bastards. One of the others must have told them what washappening.
Aza was a damn fool to think he would so easily let Shae go. Yeah, the fucker had put the mark on her, staking his claim, but that was just semantic bullshit, one Dagan planned to rectify in the next few minutes. Bastard probably had no idea he was no longer weakened from not feeding—and just how in the hell did Aza find out aboutthat?
In his molecular state, Dagan coasted across the city. Connected through his blood-link with Shae, he tracked her to some small town in New Jersey, and a run-down, boarded-up factory slated for demolition near thebay.
I’ll call if I need help,he telepathed the rest of theGuardians.
Hope she ices the dickhead,Týrretorted.
The warriors dispersed. Dagan couldn’t feel their presences but knew they’d beclose.
Still in his invisible state, he glided in through the broken window and into a silent, empty place. What thefuck?
Where the hell werethey?
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The law-keeper tookform with her in some rundown warehouse with a vaulted roof overlooking the bay. Shae didn’t think they were in New York any longer. She shrugged off his hold but didn’t move away from him. Bits of broken furniture and a few steel pipes scattered theground.
On the other side of the old furniture factory, Aza stood with a demon minion whom he waved off. Wearing a dark suit, his dark blond hair in its typical neat, short style, he appeared more like a banker than an insane parasite. His dark gaze slid over her in a manner that made her want to take severalbaths.
She gritted her teeth, didn’t say a word. No way would she add to his excitement by letting him see her smidgen of fear. But at the thought of what he’d done to her family and her friend, vengeance blazed deeper, burning away the last remnants of unease. With all the mind manipulation this monster and Samael had used on them, it was a miracle her brain and her mother’s had remainedintact.
The snow-haired law-keeper looming at her side said, “She’s been delivered. One question, did she agree of her own free will to thismating?”
Aza ambled toward them and nodded, his unwavering gaze pinned on her. “Yes.”
“Did you?” the law-keeper askedher.
Shae narrowed her eyes. “It’s strange. I don’t recall it atall.”
The law-keeper didn’t ask questions. He grasped Shae’s wrist and Aza’s, closed his eyes, and a faint glow appeared over the mating mark, then he nodded. “It is as heclaims.”
Of course, it would be. Her jawclenched.
The law-keepervanished.
