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“Not by me.”

That shuts him up.

About damn time.

“That's why I need you,” I say quietly. “If it happens, Owen, I need to know you'll stop me.”

“I will.”

Relief hits.

Then he adds, “But I'm not killing you.”

“For fuck's sake.”

“I'll restrain you.”

“You think you can?”

His eyes flash Wolf.

“You wanna find out?”

My Devil rises. For one stupid second, I almost grin.

Then Owen shakes his head.

“Idiots. Both of us.”

“Speak for yourself.”

He picks up his burger.

“Why don’t you just date the woman instead?”

Chapter 8

Damian

I stare at him.

“What?”

“The Witch. Belinda Ramos. You should ask her out.”

“Were you listening to anything I just said?”

“Unfortunately.”

“I could become a permanently feral Jersey Devil at any moment.”

“And you're jealous of a recently engaged, not to mention old as fuck, Necromancer giving her flowers.”

My jaw drops.

“How the fuck do you know about that?”

“I'm the Sheriff.”