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“Mrs.?” Becka’s eyes shootwayup.
“He calls everyone that.” Now my whole face is flushed.
“Oh, Mrs. Dean and her husband are our honored guests.” Freddie beams. “If there’s anything else we can do for you and your friend, perhaps a champagne service to the room—”
“Actually, Freddie, was it?” Becka interrupts. “I’d prefer to bring my own bag, if it’s not too much trouble.”
“Not a problem. Have a lovely day with Mrs. Dean, ma’am.”
I hurry Becka into the elevator before she can cause any more mayhem. Jackson and Brooks jump in just before the doors shut. Jackson is staring at his phone screen—he and Orion set up a couple of webcams inside the cabin in case they couldn’t wait out there with him for the duration of the full moon, and Jackson is now glued to the live feed. But Brooks looks Becka over in his abrasive, appraising way.
But his glare doesn’t faze her. She sticks her hand under Brooks’s nose.
“It’s nice to meet you, finally,” Becka says.
Brooks looks shaken by her confidence, but he takes her hand and gives it a businesslike jerk.
“I assume Orion is still waiting out his condition at the cabin?” she asks.
Brooks shoots me a betrayed look. “You told her?”
I fold my arms and glare back at him. “Unlike you, I don’t keep secrets from the people I care about.”
“Relax, I’m not going to spill the beans about wolf-boy. Provided you look after my girl Lily here.”
“I always look after Lily.”
“Uh-huh, and nearly getting her killed by a demon and mauled by a werewolf is totally ‘looking after her.’”
The elevator doors open with ading. Becka wheels her bag outside and hurries towards the room.
“This is the honeymoon suite? I can feel the demonic energy from here, or maybe that’s just what my girl Lily is like between the sheets, right, Brooks?”
Brooks looks like he wants to murder Becka, which honestly makes me even happier that she’s here.
He hisses at me, “Why is she here again?”
“Becka is one insanely powerful witch, and she’s going to save our asses with this demon-trapping ritual, so you bite your tongue, Brooks Bellua.”
“I’d like you to do it for me,” he growls low, and my stomach plunges into my pussy.
Damn, I wish that we got just a little more time to explore this thing between us, but monster slaying calls.
Brooks opens the suite—we still haven’t gotten the lock fixed—and we all crowd inside.
“Let’s get down to business.” Becka opens her suitcase to reveal a treasure trove of crystals, candles with runes carved in them, and occult whatsits. “Step aside, boys. This requires the work of a powerful witch. One demon trap, coming up.”
She ushers Jackson and Brooks off the bed before arranging a group of candles and crystals around it. Then she uncorks a bottle of sweet-smelling oil.
“Don’t worry, snookums, I’m not here to give you a massage.” She waves the bottle under Brooks’s nose before dribbling it around the room and over the duvet. “I’m spelling out the demon’s name using this oil. It will be invisible to him until he crosses into the circle. When Levi comes for you, all Lily has to do is lure him onto the bed. Once he’s inside, the trap will hold him indefinitely, until you decide to break it, or until the demon’s bargain is fulfilled. Got it?”
“Hang on.” Jackson looks up from his phone for a moment. “Lily’s not going to be demon bait.”
“It has to be me,” I say. “It’s not as if he’s going to come when you call him. But I know how to reach Levi. He appears in my dreams, so I can speak to him there.”
“You didn’t tell us this!” Brooks booms.
I shrug. “I’m telling you now. You’re not exactly Mr. Calm and Sensible when Levi is involved.”
