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Daeva’s mates slowly approached her, looking at her as if she carried a grenade in her hands.

“I don’t have time for your political games.” She snarled at Hecate and Tor. “I’m going to get them without your help.”

“Phoenix, no!” Daeva screamed.

Her sister lunged for her, but she quickly backed away and whispered, “Reserare.” She screamed when the world opened up beneath her and she fell into a pit so dark, she felt as if she was flailing in the abyss.










Chapter Three

“Phoenix!” Daeva criedout, looking at her empty hands in horror. She’d come so close to grasping her sister before she’d been sucked into the swirling vortex. Had her sister been foolish enough to travel to the lower dimension without waiting for a plan? She turned to Horatiu, a plea in her voice. “We have to go get her!”

He frowned, gently grasping her shoulders with his meaty paws. “How? She took our only crystal.”

“The river of lava,” she blurted, pulling out of her mate’s grasp. “Just like we did for Tigress.” A memory of her past life came back to her. Horatiu had pushed Tigress into a river of lava at the cat demon’s request, so she could join her mates in the next dimension. Though Hecate had healed most of the land, there were still remote locations where lava flowed to the lake of fire beyond the wastelands. If Daeva and her mates left now, they’d reach lava by tomorrow.

“No,” Hecate cut in. “That method is too dangerous!”

Panic sent a jolt up her spine and tingled her arms. She gaped at her mother-in-law. “Why?”

“Because,” Hecate said with a grimace, “the landscape in other dimensions is similar. You could fall from one river of lava to another and keep falling until you end up on the lowest, hottest, most brutal level of hell.”

Daeva threw back her head and let out a mournful wolf howl. Tor joined her.

Jezebeth wrung her hands together, tears welling in her eyes. “We must find another way to get down there.”

“Can you use your lamp?” Daeva asked, her words punctured with panic.

“I-I’m not sure,” the djinn stammered. “I’ve never used it to travel to lower dimensions. It may take too much magic.”

Hecate chewed on her nails. “It will do us no good if we are all Gorgo’s slaves. He will see you coming.” Lips pinching, Hecate gave Daeva a sharp look. “He will trap you the moment you fall into his dimension.”

Daeva swore.

Jezebeth sank to her knees with a keening wail.

“So you think he’s already trapped Phoenix?” Horatiu asked his mother.

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