Page 7 of Destined for Dreams
Cori considered it. “But once you have the information you need, will Bartol be going on this hunt?”
The nephilim shrugged. “That will be up to him, though it seems unlikely based on his response so far.”
“How dangerous is this demon?” She wasn’t about to help this guy without knowing the full stakes.
“There are reports that death follows wherever he goes, but as I said, my information is limited.” He went on to describe his meetings with mystics in Athens and what they’d told him. “It will only get worse from here if we don’t stop the demon in time.”
“And you’re sure there’s no one else she’ll talk to other than Bartol?”
Caius nodded. “I would not be pleading my case with you otherwise.”
Cori didn’t want a bunch of human deaths on her conscience. If a simple meeting could help this nephilim on his hunt, she had to at least make an effort. “I’ll try talking to him, but I can’t guarantee he’ll even see me.”
“There might be one way.” Melena frowned in thought. “But it’s going to mean hitting him on several fronts, including using his mate to soften him.”
“Whatever it takes,” Caius replied.
“Is this going to make him even angrier with me?” Cori asked warily.
The last thing she wanted was to make matters worse between them. Just because she wasn’t ready to make the ultimate commitment didn’t mean she wanted to do anything to hurt him. She cared about Bartol more than anyone knew, and she believed with time they could forge a true bond. It was just best if they didn’t rush into it. After her first ruinous marriage, she wanted to be careful before diving into something that could last for centuries or even millennia.
The sensor smiled. “If we handle it right, your job will probably be the easiest.”
That sounded promising, especially if it meant she’d finally be able to spend time with her mate and maybe work things out with him. “And you have a way I could see him without him running?”
“Of course.” Melena nodded. “But I was saving this as a last resort because it’s probably going to make Bartol really angry withme. You should be fine, though.”
“Alright,” Cori said, hoping she was making the right choice by going along with this. “Tell me more.”
The sensor looked to Caius. “I’m telling you now that none of this is going to happen until Lucas confirms your story. If we find out anything is false, we’re kicking your ass out of town.”
“I understand,” he said, dipping his chin.
“Then this is what we’re going to do…” the sensor began, laying out her plan.
