Page 110 of The Rebel Witch


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You. You did this to me. You did this to all of us.

The world seemed to narrow down to her familiar face as I remembered the day Nimue woke up. The day my world broke again.

“Baby?” I heard Casey say.

I was lucky vampires moved fast because I was in his arms as everything went dark and I was taken back in time.

* * * *

Kelsey

I didn’t like the idea of rooms moving around seemingly on their own, but I didn’t have a chance to register my discontent before I was suddenly in what looked to be a massive stone castle.

Lucifer knew how to do medieval chic, that was for sure.

The only lighting I could see came from big torches attached to the stone walls, the flames orange and red and casting wild shadows everywhere.

“Lord and Lady Sloane, welcome to my realm. Such a pleasure to have you here.” The Lucifer I’d met before walked down the hall, clapping his hands together in obvious delight. He wore a three-piece suit, his dark hair slicked back. Everything about the male in front of me looked sleek and modern compared to the old-school surroundings. He looked so solid it was hard to remember this was merely an “aspect” of the being. From what Gray had said, Lucifer was really all around us since hewasthe realm.

It was all very mystical and magical, and all I could think was I hoped this part of the realm was like his foot or something and not his stomach.

I’m not a mystically oriented girl. I wasn’t filled with wonder. I just worried how would Lee trick the man if he was everywhere?

If I stabbed the walls, would it hurt Lucifer? I needed to figure out which part of this place was where he kept his balls because I could tear through those and then he wouldn’t be thinking about the fact that Lee was trying to take one tiny feather.

Yep, those were the thoughts running through my head when I should have been calm and collected.

“Do you have a place where I can settle Dean?” Lee asked, holding the young man without showing the extra weight affected him at all.

“Ah, the young Emrys,” Lucifer said, joining us and looking down at the man in Lee’s arms. “He looks so peaceful, and yet I can hear him screaming from here. He doesn’t have much longer, you know. He’ll be dead in the next twelve or so hours.”

I wish I could say he sounded sad about that, but there was a certain satisfaction to his words. Like he knew he had us over a barrel. Which he did. He knew he had something we needed, couldn’t live without, and he meant to extract maximum payment.

“Allow my servant to show you to a room where Mr. Emrys can be comfortable while we negotiate for his cure,” Lucifer said, snapping his fingers.

“Malone,” Lee corrected. “He’s Dean Malone.”

Lucifer shrugged, an elegant gesture. “The name doesn’t change the nature of his blood.”

“No, but it changes the nature of his being.” Lee started to follow the small demon who’d shown up at Lucifer’s bidding.

“We’re going to go with Lee and make sure Dean gets settled in all right,” Fenrir said.

My gut clenched because what they would really do is try to give Lee cover so he could look for those wings.

It was starting, and I had to play my part or it would all be over before we’d had a chance to save my husband.

“Hurry along, then.” Lucifer waved the young adults off as Evan joined her brother and Fen. “The old folks will be in the salon having a drink. I’ve brought in an ale I think the wolves will enjoy, and a blood wine for those more Hell-plane inclined.”

“That sounds lovely.” Gray seemed as calm, cool, and collected as I thought I should be.

It all sounded terrible, but I couldn’t be honest at this point.

I was still thinking about Liv and the awful things she’d said to me. I don’t cry easily, but I’d wept when she’d left. I’d sobbed for all the things we’d lost and might never regain. That person who’d stood there and casually told me her life would be better if she’d let me off myself hadn’t been my best friend. I hadn’t recognized her at all in that moment. My heart hurt. Like actually hurt. There was an ache in my chest, like it was overly full and needed a release valve.

I didn’t think I could give the order to end my best friend, but I also couldn’t let her fall back under Myrddin’s influence.

Any more than I could let Gray fall under Lucifer’s.

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