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And Daphne, who had once loved Moon-Ghost for all its flaws, nodded in agreement. “I didn’t find out more until we got back the next day. Sabine bragged about what she did to you. I attacked her.”
I frowned. “That shouldn’t have gotten you locked up. Especially as the daughter of the pack Beta.”
Daphne almost looked embarrassed. “It wasn’t a simple fight for dominance. Avery, I was going to kill her. And… I might have mentioned during the fight I planned to rip Jett’s throat out next.”
Well. That might’ve done it.
“You were trapped there ever since the Choosing?” Anger surged inside me. I might have rescued my friend, but there was no justice in it. Not while they lived. Not while they’d locked my friend away for half a year.
Daphne’s eyes widened. “Your eyes are doing that thing again.” She glanced at my palms and edged away.
I looked down and saw the green sparks playing on my fingertips.
“What ‘eye thing’?” Hecate asked, pausing to turn back to us.
Daphne scratched the back of her neck, uncomfortable, and glanced at me for confirmation before speaking.
I nodded. I trusted Hecate, and if something was going on, she might be my only option for figuring it out.
“Her eyes turned green like that when she found me under the Kings’s house,” Daphne explained.
“My eyes are always green,” I protested.
Daphne shook her head. “Not like this. They turned bright green and glowy, and your pupils disappeared.”
Hmmwas all Hecate said before turning back around and continuing down the hallway.
Guess, in her mind, it was nothing to worry about.
I wasn’t sure where we were going, but ultimately, we wound up in a small dining room. By the fact all the food on it remained stationary and we had to pour our wine the old-fashioned way, it apparently wasn’t an enchanted table like the one at Hecate’s palace.
“Can we get some answers now?” I asked as we sat. The witch was not to be rushed. I may not have known her as long as I had Cole, but I felt that down to the soles of my feet.
“And food,” Daphne added with a sheepish glance my way. “But definitely answers first.”
I bit down on the anger that rode me all over again at the thought of my best friend on the brink of starvation for months.
Hecate served herself, and we followed suit.
And then, at last, she spoke.
“The male you know as Cole is indeed the King of Hell. That much, you’d figured out.”
I nodded.
“You might know it, but you don’t truly comprehend its meaning. Hell is more than a simple plane like your realm. Its very existence is magical, drawing strength from all the souls that come to it. And that strength, in turn, is lent to its rulers when they take the mantle.”
“So you’re saying Cole is strong.” That wasn’t exactly news.
Hecate arched a brow at the interruption and I bit my lip, promising myself to hold any other statements or questions until the end, lest she decide to stop sharing. “The Cole you knew is but a shadow of the King of Hell. To start, you met him in that isolated plane. It was part of Hell, yes, like your fingernail is part of your fist. By exiling himself to live there, he cut himself off from his true strength. In returning to his seat of power, he’s restored much of what he had.”
Much, but not all, she seemed to say. I thought back to ColepoofingDaphne away. Hecate had said Cole was hopeless in the arcane arts, but that had seemed pretty magical. A sign of just how much power he had here?
And then there was the way he’d rescued us. I’d suspected we had some link, so it made sense he could somehow, magically find me, I guess.
“But he opened a portal. I thought only demons could open portals.”
I slammed my mouth shut as I realized I hadn’t managed to keep my resolve for even a few minutes. But I had so, so many questions when it came to that male.
