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Bitter laughter escaped Daeva’s throat. Leave it to Cyrus to be concerned about food.
Horatiu gently squeezed her shoulder. “Hopefully, she won’t be locked up that long.”
Lucian let out a hiss, his nostrils flaring. “Someone’s coming.”
Daeva strained to hear. Faint footsteps echoed from far away.
Lucian scented the air. “Damon.”
Damn. Panic iced her limbs as she turned to Horatiu. “He’ll try to free Elria.”
“Stay here with her and get that chamber up,” Horatiu said as he strode toward the door, Lucian following. “Let us handle it.”
She pressed clammy palms against her sides. “What are you going to do?”
Horatiu stopped at the doorway, peeking outside. “Send him home.”
“He won’t go willingly.” Not without a fight. Bennu would never forgive them if they hurt her gamma.
Horatiu clutched the doorway as he shifted into a powerful protector, a giant horned beast with sharp tusks. “It might get ugly, but you’ll have to trust us.”
She swallowed at that. “I do.”
“Protect her,” Horatiu said to Dragomir.
Dragomir shifted, too, pounding his chest like an ape. “With my life.”
Chapter One
Sand tickled Phoenix’snose as she watched massive balloons of all colors rise into the air, the Sandia Mountains lit in soft pink hues behind them, the sprawling city of Albuquerque below. She licked her dry lips brought on by the cold, arid air. No amount of lip balm soothed the cracks in the corners of her mouth. How she hated living in the mortal realm. She inwardly smiled at the irony that hell had a better climate. If only her mother and Tor would let her return there.
She turned to her sister Tori—who now preferred to be called by the name Daeva—when she stepped onto the veranda, palming a cup of steaming coffee. Phoenix still wasn’t sure about Daeva’s name change, about her need to discard her Amaroki past, because she felt like her sister had discarded her in the process.
Daeva had wrapped a woven blanket around her shoulders and pulled back her long, dark hair in a messy bun. She could hardly believe her sister had finally returned to the mortal realm. After waiting for over a year, only allowed to visit her half-sister as an apparition in her mother’s flames, she was finally able to hold her again. Not that they’d done much hugging other than that initial embrace when Daeva and her alpha mate Horatiu had emerged from the forest near Tor’s Alaskan home as if they’d gone out for an evening stroll.
Daeva had changed in the year since they’d defeated the Vindictus. Though she looked mostly the same, something in her demeanor was different, more reserved, as if her sister had allowed every aspect of that ancient demon to take over. Phoenix should’ve been happy for Daeva. After accidentally falling into hell’s pit, she’d discovered her long-lost demon wolf mates, and with the help of her mates’ mother, Hecate, and the ruler of their dimension, they’d been able to transform the hostile wasteland into a thriving paradise.
