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“Do you remember the ward in my bedroom to keep angels away? Do not pass go, all that? This is the demonic version.”

Kevin frowned, wiping some dirt from Percy’s cheek. “I have no idea how to even do that.”

“Well, someone did.” Percy stood in a huff and dusted himself off. He stalked back to the truck, his hand outstretched as if feeling for something in the air above the engine. “This is definitely a demon ward, specifically designed to deter demonic magic. It feels…” He dared to inch a little closer. “Old.” He glanced at Kevin. “You might have done this yourself before you lost your memories.”

“Oh goody. More ways past me fucked over future me.” Kevin sighed, and he stood beside Percy, staring at the engine. “Does that mean I can break it somehow?”

“You can certainly try.” Percy slowly stepped back. “You’re more powerful now than ever. Even without your wings, you may be able to tap into enough of that angelic mojo to destroy it.”

“Okay, so we just—”

“Or you might blow up your truck.”

Kevin’s jaw dropped, and he stared at Percy in absolute horror. “No fucking way! Nope! Not if it’s gonna blow up my truck! No way. Not happening.” He crossed his arms stubbornly.

Fuck.

They didn’t have time for this.

Not with that epic fuckface Sebastian and his minions no doubt catching up by the hour.

Kevin looked at Percy again, and he frowned.

Percy definitely wasn’t in the best of shape right now—that much was clear from how exhausted he looked, no matter how hard he tried to hide it from Kevin. Kevin knew they would be sitting ducks if they stayed here. He had to do something.

Even if it meant potentially blowing up his most precious possession in the entire world.

“Fuck! Shit! Son of a bitch!” Kevin kicked at the dirt, stirring up a cloud of dust as he stormed off from the truck. He circled back after cursing a few more times, and he took a deep breath. “Okay… What do I do?”

“Come here.” Percy took Kevin’s hand, leading him around to the front of the truck. He stood behind him and guided Kevin’s hand toward the engine. “Concentrate. Take a few deep breaths.”

“Okay?”

“You should feel a pull. It will be… a sort of warmth. There on top of the engine. It’ll feel like a big ring, almost as if you could grab it and put it on like a bracelet. It will be tangible, even if you can’t see it with your eyes. You need to grab it, hold it tight, and break it.”

“Sure. Magical bracelet.” Kevin huffed and closed his eyes. He focused on the truck, trying to imagine the energy Percy had described.

Wait…

There!

He could actually feel it!

It was a pulsing, warm ring of energy hovering just above the engine. It did indeed feel like the size of a bracelet, and Kevin grabbed it with both hands. He pulled as hard as he could.

There was a strange pop…

And then there was a small explosion, and the force threw Kevin back several yards. He crashed into the asphalt, landing flat on his back. “Ow.”

“Peaches!” Percy hurried over to Kevin. He offered him his hands to help him stand and get him out of the road. “Are you all right?”

“Fuck!” Kevin winced, leaning heavily on Percy as they walked back to the safety of the dirt. “I think I made my truck mad.”

“Just a wee bit.”

Kevin sighed as he looked at the new plume of black smoke pouring out from the engine. “Guess that didn’t work.”

“I’m going to say no.” Percy checked over Kevin, as if looking for any injuries. When he found none, he cradled Kevin’s cheek with a little smile. “Time for plan B, my sweet peaches. Do you have Triple A?”

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