“I’d say it does.” Eclipse turned back to Kaj. “I’d bet money she lured Orianna in order to pass her off to Sirius.”
“He’s not our only problem,” Søren stated. “Word’s going around that Eevuhl’s here. In Darkness.”
“Fucking hell,” Eclipse growled.
“You and Orianna are grounded for the time being,” Obsidian commanded.
There was no reason for Eclipse to argue. The mansion was the safest place for Orianna right now. The demons would not get to her as long as she was within the walls. Of course, keeping him in was going to be an argument for a later time. No way would he sit back when there was a chance he could take the demons down once and for all. And a member of thetrielair… no way would Eclipse let that opportunity pass him by.
“Her things should be here within the hour,” Miklós informed him.
“What’re you talking about?” Obsidian asked.
“I’m moving her into the mansion,” Eclipse explained, taking a deep breath as they shifted to a less heated topic. “And yes, before you ask, she agreed.”
Obsidian nodded, as though that made perfect sense. “Who’d you send?”
“Echo volunteered,” Miklós answered. “And Asmia asked to go with him.”
Eclipse’s head snapped over to hislieterra. “Asmia? She’s with him?”
Miklós nodded, his brows lowering. “Yes. Is that a problem?”
“Fucking hell,” Obsidian growled. “You”—his finger shot toward Zadok—“get Magnar up to speed. I want eyes on her ASAP. And tell him not to leave her side until she’s back here.”
“What’s going on?” Kaj asked, his confusion as potent as Miklós’s.
“Perfidious has a hard-on for Asmia,” Eclipse explained. “If he picks up her scent…” Yeah, there was no need to go any further than that.
“Oh, shit.” Miklós shot to his feet. “I’ll go with them.”
Eclipse shook his head. “No. I need you here.”
“But—”
He could see the male’s concern, felt it even. However, as Eclipse’slieterra, they couldn’t risk Miklós or Zadok being intercepted by Perfidious or, worse, Eevuhl. The males knew too much, and the last thing they needed was an all-knowing angel in the hands of thetrielair.
“I’ll keep you updated after I talk to Magnar,” Zadok told Miklós before he vanished.
“I didn’t think it would be a problem,” Miklós said, his eyes imploring Obsidian.
“It doesn’t matter now.”
Obsidian was right. Unfortunately, Asmia’s fate had already been decided. One way or another.
“Were you down for the evening meal?” Asmia asked Echo as she exited the truck they’d borrowed to carry Orianna’s things back to the mansion.
“I was, yeah.”
“What happened? Clearly, I missed the action,” she told him, leading the way down a dark, dingy corridor to apartment one-E.
“Winnie tore Reidar a new one.”
“That sucks.” Asmia stood to the side while Echo willed the door unlocked with his mind.
“Worse is it’s getting ridiculous. Can’t sleep with those two bitching at each other nonstop. Something’s going down with that human.”
“Is she okay?”
