Page 268 of The Cruelest Undead

Where he stood, Logan did what he asked, and when Rinnon touched his chest, the pain was so searing that he went to his knees.

Cerise took his face in her hands and kissed him, taking half the pain he was feeling so he could bear it.

When Rinnon set him free, he stayed down.

“You’re protected now. Anyone else, Mate? The gardener? The man down the street? How about the spider?”

She crossed her arms over her chest and stared at her mate, daring him.

Wisely, Rinnon opted to shut up.

From where he stood, Jacques knew they didn’t have much time left. They needed to get out of there, and to the relics.

“While I love having these family moments, you should head to that society’s home. We need to put both relics in the box, and I have some work to do back in the realm. Flynn’s parents are there alone, and I need to make sure Fate isn’t being a bitch.”

Flynn pulled back from deep within Rinnon.

“Team, get ready. We’re going to a society house to stir the pot. No one get hurt,” he said.

They all looked at Jolie.

“Me? I’m the problem here?” she asked.

Flynn just laughed, feeling a million times better knowing that Jacques had saved his parents.

Now, he could focus.

It was time to find a relic.

Or two.

* * *T u e u r A n t i q u i t i e s* * *

The LaCroix Society

Not Far Away

Monday Evening

Oh, he’d been there before.

Mathew recalled times when he came here with the Harcourte family, and they’d had to fight for their lives. He’d saved them a few times.

And now, they didn’t need him.

He’d been discarded like trash, and for that, and that alone, they needed to pay.

Forget that Flynn killed him.

That was also on his list of revenge.

As they walked out of the woods, Marie Laveau by his side, Mathew was ready.

“And you’re sure it’s in there?”

She nodded her corpse head.

“Yes.”

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