Page 1 of The Cruelest Undead

Prologue

Where We’ve Left Off…

The Lair

Hours Later

Paris, France

To Refresh Your Memory…

They’d spent some time with their children, but when their girls needed to rest after their bellies were filled with demon blood, they had some time to spare. Whenever that happened, it meant sex, or just relaxing on the couch.

They did both.

Now, it was couch time.

Flynn poured them some wine, Death was with them, and it was a good night to be had by all.

Cerise was in her new room, newly formed by Rinnon in the monstrous mountain, and Kiera and Alex were off having some sexy grotto fun as they planned their wedding.

Vanth and Lucian had called it a night, doing things Rinnon didNOTwant to think about.

Ever.

Even Tommy and Cami were laying low.

For now, their home was quiet.

As they lounged, Jolie was giddy with wine and blood, enjoying both. Thankfully, she could drink alcohol, and her tiny baby would be fine. Her baby wouldn’t get any of the liquor, but instead, all of the blood.

“This is nice,” she admitted.

Only something was off.

Flynn was quiet.

It was something that they both noticed.

“Handsome?” she asked. “Are you okay?”

From deep in their minds, they heard their fourth partner in all of this.

He sulks,Rinnon said.

They could see that, but they didn’t know why. It was rare for Flynn not to be jovial.

The man was the epitome of happiness.

“Yes?” Flynn finally asked, glancing over at his partners.

“What’s wrong?” Jolie asked, taking his hand in hers so she could give him some comfort for whatever bothered him.

His energy was off.

Because he needed them to help carry that weight that oppressively was crushing him, he shared.

It wasn’t easy being the one responsible for a family.

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