Page 55 of The Cruelest Undead

Logan went there.

“Someone stole the Voodoo queen’s bones? This has to be a witchcraft kind of bullshit thing. Maybe someone was doing something dark and went a little too far with the dead woman we found or maybe she was the partner, and it went south?”

Well, never let it be said his partner wasn’t astute about bad shit happening. There was no doubt in Seth’s mind that this was going to be about Voodoo—and Rinnon.

Black Magick was his Achilles’ heel.

It was what he’d used eons ago when he’d created this mess—or so Flynn told them when he informed them to be on the lookout for it.

“What has your attention piqued?” Seth asked, not sure what to ask, but the scene needed to be handled, and that was his job.

What he wanted to do was run.

His fight or flight was kicking in, and that was never a good thing. The hairs on the back of his neck were standing up, and he didn’t know why.

Be careful, Clari. This is off.

I know. I was just going to say that to you.

From where he stood, the ME shook his head.

“Everything has my attention on this scene. Marie’s grave was cleared out. There’s nothing in there but the fabric scraps, and that’s sick. Who would want her bones? Who would desecrate it? And how did they crack that open like that? I’m sure it was sealed.”

Oh, it was something all right, and the only thing that could get through that slab was something supernatural.

Yep.

They had a problem.

From wherever his mate was, he felt her confusion and panic building.

That freaked him out so much that he was now focused on her.

What’s wrong, Baby?

It took her a minute.

I can smell him.

Seth wasn’t sure who‘him’was, but from the tone of her voice, it wasn’t going to be good.

Who, Baby?

She didn’t speak.

Not at first.

Do you need me?he asked.

Finally, she shared what she was picking up.

I have to be wrong. There’s no freaking way, Seth. He’s dead. He was killed by Flynn and Jacques a year ago. They put him down in Paris. He can’t be here, but why do I smell him?

He was confused.

Who? Again.

Clariel told him.

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