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Less, even.

Then we could find him, save him, and get the hell out of here.

That was the plan.

Until the door of the motel room flew off its hinges.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Nox

Aggy flew up in bed, magic crackling around her, the ear-piercing sound returning before she had even untangled from the blankets.

My own heart was hammering as my shadow danced around me, giving me the option to hide.

Maybe I would have.

But it all happened too quickly to react.

The door flew across the room, cracking into matchsticks against the wall a few feet to my side.

Then Daemon’s body was dropped down onto the ground just inside the door.

Bloody.

Bruised.

Unmoving.

Before I could even let the cry that was building in my chest out, another figure was moving into the room.

“Sister,” Nemesis said, her voice this deep, sultry sound I hadn’t been anticipating. She reminded me a lot of our mother, actually.

“Nemesis,” I greeted her.

“You freed me,” she said, her shadows dancing around her as if they were alive themselves. “I owed you a debt,” she said, waving down at Daemon. “So, I brought you your demon. I believe he is broken,” she said, casting a disinterested glance at him, then looking at me once more. “We’re even.”

With that, and nothing more, she was gone.

“Did she have to break the door?” Aggy grumbled, climbing off the bed as I flew at Daemon, pressing my hands to his chest, wanting to make sure he was still alive.

It didn’t matter that he’d told me he was immortal. This was a whole new world. Who knew what was possible?

And while he looked like he’d had a building fall on him, he was still alive.

“He’s a demon?” Aggy asked, kneeling down on Daemon’s other side, her hand moving out to touch Daemon’s horn.

“Yes.”

“Interesting,” she said. “He’s kind of hot for a demon.”

I didn’t know how she could tell with how broken he was.

“Demons are immortal, right?” she asked.

“Right. He should heal. He heals really quickly.”

So we dragged him onto the bed.

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