“I can help you find your way.” Out of the shadows merged Levx. But everything about him was wrong. She could see that now where in the diner when she’d first encountered the Tryn, she’d no idea monsters like him existed and could shapeshift.

Best to play along. “Where have you been, Levx? I need to talk to you.”

The demon inhaled sharply, then closed its eyes like it smelled something sweet. “And pregnant as well? How is that possible when I’ve not been near you for days.”

“You tell me. Guess your sperm caps the average males of five to seven days.”

“This is a trick.” He glanced around. “Even though I smell the Levx on you.”

She had to stop him before he spotted the Renjerians on the rooftops. Had to get him to lower his guard and take her to their hideout. “Bastard! You get me pregnant and now you’re claiming you aren’t the father? Let’s go get a DNA test ’cause I don’t lie…this is your child.”

With a growl, he seized her wrist, then scrapped a black claw down her flesh. She winced, trying to pull away. His black tongue tasting her blood.

“Newly pregnant and indeed with a Renjerian.” He sneered, his face wearing the mask of Levx torquing. “Come with me. Now that we have you, we can get rid of your annoying lover and his entire family.”

Her heart froze. “What do you mean?”

“You’re vital to the future of all Tryns and the destruction of Renjerians.” He laughed, pointing his chin up to the roof. “And if you think your spies above us can stop me, look again.”

Unable to stop herself, she glanced up. One of the Renjerians was fighting a horde of black devils. The demon dragged her down the alley toward a break in the wall. After he pushed her through, she searched the rooftops for someone else to help her, but another Renjerian lay lifeless and bleeding. Small demons jumping up and down on his body.

Bile scorched her throat. This was supposed to be a rescue mission, now it was a suicide one.