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Of course not. Yawn… What did I miss, tailor?

Damien pondered for a moment. “He’s free because he has someone to keep him in check,” Damien muttered. “He’s not afraid of killing indiscriminately.”

“It’s just a hypothesis, but if I’m right,” Brutus shrugged, “then you might be able to convince Maxton it is safe to leave the jungle as long as he’s with you.”

“But what if you’re wrong, Brutus? What if he still won’t agree to leave the jungle?”

“Did Cimil specifically say you had to deliver him alive?” Brutus asked.

Yes! And the fun begins. I’d love to finish the job, tailor. Let me out! Let me kill him!

“She did not.” And while Damien did not wish to kill Maxton, the vampire no longer wished to live anyway, so what would be the harm? Win-win all around.

“Then I suggest you exploit that loophole and do whatever it takes to earn his trust,” Brutus said. “You’ll need it to convince Maxton to go with you, or you’ll need it to blindside him and go in for the kill.”

Damien could see why Brutus was known for winning battles. He had ruthless instincts. “Please do not tell any of this to my team.”

“As you wish, but your assistant is already smitten with him. She has barely left Maxton’s side since he regained consciousness. She even went around and collected blood to revive him.”

Well, fucking great. Add to the pressure.“Thank you, Brutus. I appreciate your advice. I will have a chat with our vampire friend.”

“You do that, though Fina has requested you return to your side of the river. She doesn’t want you around the children.”

“What about the vampire?” Damien arched a brow.

“He’s not an outsider with a beast living inside him. He is welcome as long as he behaves.”

“He’s killed your villagers,” Damien pointed out.

“That was long ago and only because they violated his privacy. What can I say? There are many dangerous creatures in this unspoiled corner of the world, and Fina’s people believe in living in harmony with them.”

“How progressive,” Damien said dryly.

“MF and your demons are welcome here, too, but not the sex fairy. She keeps humping the women’s sword hilts, like a tiny horny dog. It’s disturbing.”

“Try living with her. She keeps ruining my scotch. Leaves little slug trails all over the bottle necks.”

Brutus winced. “You keep company with strange creatures, Damien. But I’m not surprised. You, yourself, are a strange creature.”

Brutus walked away, leaving Damien to think. He was a strange creature, wasn’t he? He’d always considered his beast separate from himself—just a genetic anomaly experienced by all the males in his family. But when it came down to it, Damien was a freak of nature.And I think I can use it to get the vampire to trust me. Birds of a feather and all that.

CHAPTER TEN

Wearing camo overalls, Willa watched from behind a large stand of passion fruit trees as Brutus and Damien discussed convincing some vampire named Maxton to go back to LA. That or killing the poor sod.

Very interesting! Now I know why Damien’s here.Willa had been watching him since the group departed LA. None of them noticed her, of course, because when it came to cloaking herself, she had her tricks.

Her new body had straight black hair and rather voluptuous lips along with a generous bosom. But with the snap of a finger, she could appear blonde, short, and old. Or invisible.

Yep. Still got it.After two hundred years of being dead, she hadn’t forgotten a thing. And thank goodness for that, because she desperately wanted to find out how Damien felt.

Did he still love her?

Did he want her by his side again?

Because if he was leaning toward Sky, she’d have to make sure he changed his mind.With a little help.

That was the other thing she was good at: love spells. It had worked once on Damien, and it would work again.

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