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Which meant, they cost a lot more than I first thought and his security around them was probably tighter too.

My stomach dropped. It might be difficult, it might cost my life, but I wasn’t walking out of here without my wings, even if they were black.

I turned to Levi. “You knew they were black, and you didn’t tell me.”

“I thought you knew,” was all he said.

Really? Did he think I was an angel with black wings? That was insane. I knew of only one angel with black wings and that was because he spent twenty years being tortured in the underworld.

Regardless, these were my wings. My eyes fixed on them, and in a trance, I walked toward the display and reached toward it.

“No, no.” Duncan pushed my hand away. “If you touch the glass, the alarm will sound and the doors will lock instantly.”

I glanced back at the archway. ”What doors?”

He pointed to the thin opening on the top of the archway. “An enchanted metal sheet drops from that fissure.” He gestured to the ceiling where there were six round openings, the size of golf balls. “We can suck out all the air from this room or fill it with poisonous gas.” He winked at me. “You wouldn’t want that, would you?”

By the light, how was I getting my wings back?

My heart pounded against my ribs, the need to punch this glass greater by the second. I faced Duncan, desperate. “What is your price? Name it.”

It would be millions, billions, and I had no idea how I would get that money. Did Levi have that much? Would he accept my soul if he got my wings back for me? Right now, I didn’t care if he was a vicious higher demon. I would do anything!

“Some things are priceless, darling.”

I whirled to the new voice and felt a punch to the gut.

Molraz.

“Oh, I forgot to mention I have a guest?” Duncan said. “Silly me. Ariella, I think you already met Molraz, the one who ripped your wings off.”

“And destroyed her Celestial Sword, don’t forget that,” Molraz said, so casually, almost joking, as he walked under the archway and approached us.

Levi stood still as a statue, his eyes wide as he stared at Molraz. Levi took a couple of steps back, until he was right by my side.

He grabbed my hand. “We need to go.”

I pulled my hand from his and hissed, “Don’t touch me!”

“Don’t leave yet.” Molraz halted a handful of feet away from us. He looked like I remembered, and yet, he was different. His black hair was longer now, to his shoulders. Back then, he had a short beard and now his face was shaved. But his intense blue eyes still shone the same. “The party is just starting. Now, you mentioned something about a price, darling.”

The blood in my veins boiled. I couldn’t believe I was facing Molraz again. I had dreamed of this moment so many times, envisioned it in my mind what I would do to him if I ever got a chance … here he was and I was petrified in place.

“This will be fun,” Duncan said, suddenly excited.

“The price for your wings is the Scarlet Hex Blade,” Molraz said.

Of course it was. Why had I expected any less from him? From any demon for that matter?

“I don’t have the dagger.” It wasn’t a lie. I hid it.

“That’s a shame,” Molraz said, his tone fake-dejected. Were all demons great actors? “Everyone here wants the dagger. I know Duncan would pay a great price for it.” He stared at Levi. “How about you, son?”

It took me a moment to register what he said.

Everyone … and son.

I stilled.

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