Page 49 of Deals and Daggers


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“He didn’t know. That’s why I told him it was a ridiculous idea. Too dangerous, too much at risk. He hated me for opposing him and, well, you know the rest.”

I still wasn’t sure I could trust my father, but everything he was saying seemed to fill the holes in my mind. It all made sense. A terrifyingly large amount of sense.

“Does Alek know this? Does Wrath?” I asked.

“I’m sure you’ve seen the type of relationship they have with their own father. Surely, he’s kept this from them. Though they are smart men, so maybe they’ve pieced it together.”

“And why are you telling me this? Why now?”

“Something is coming, Lyra. Something big. I wanted you to have all the information, that’s all.”

Holy hell. I took a long swig of my coffee, letting the heat of it wake me up from the inside.

Marcus had planned to build an army out of whatever waited on the other side of the veil.

Unfortunately for him, the veil would be closing very soon. Alek, Wrath, and I were meeting with Narcissa tomorrow to put an end to this chaos.

For good.

CHAPTER 11

Lyra

We did not meet within the confines of Alek’s mansion again to close the veil. Marcus did not whisk me away to the basement, did not lie to me about where we were going or what was about to happen.

No, I did not have the courtesy of ignorance.

Every step I took was filled with dread, filled with this skin-crawling sensation of what was about to happen.

Even thinking about the veil sent a chill down my spine.

I wrapped my arms around my torso, tightening the leather jacket against the cool wind of the night.

I followed behind Alek and Wrath, our boots crunching the leaves of the forest floor below in unison as they led me to the middle of the woods.

I didn’t ask questions.

Even if I wanted to, I wasn’t sure I could form the words against the shaking nerves running through my veins.

This was happening. Calm yourself, Lyra.

This is what you’ve been preparing for.

Today, we would fix the mistake we caused when we brought Wrath and Alek back from the veil. When my blood opened the veil.

Today, we would make it all right.

Alek and Wrath walked together up ahead, their footsteps matching and their lean bodies nearly identical as we stomped over dead leaves and sticks, deeper and deeper into the forest with every step.

They would protect me, I thought. If anything went awry, if the plan began to fail, they would end it all.

But would I? What was I willing to lose in order to raise the veil? To close the path we had created for the darkness to seep through?

“Are you sure we’re headed in the right direction?” I called out. I stepped over a log, my muscles burning from the long walk in the difficult terrain.

“Yes,” they both replied.

Alek had been cold all day. I didn’t blame him; so had I.

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