Page 106 of Hunted By Her Demon Wolves

“The servants cleaning your bedchamber reported something odd. She frowned, clasping her hands in front of her. “The soul fragments in your mother’s lantern are gone.”

Phoenix’s heart skipped a beat. “She’s being resurrected so soon?”

Helius squeezed her shoulder. “Do we alert your grandmother?”

Her gaze shot to Abera, who was blatantly fondling her taurus. “No.” She searched the crowd for Cadmus. “We still have to find her.”

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PHOENIX PACED HER BEDCHAMBERfloor. She was too distraught to join the wedding celebration. Her mother’s soul had been reborn. What if she’d become a dragon, or worse, a gargoyle?

“You’re going to make yourself sick,” Damon said as he forced her to sit. He handed her a glass of wine. “Drink. It will calm your nerves.”

She lifted the glass to her lips with a trembling hand. Why today of all days? Had her mother’s spirit wanted to come to the wedding, or was their luck about to turn again?

Her heartbeat came to a standstill when the door cracked open, and Cadmus slipped inside. Her other mates followed behind him. She didn’t like the somber looks in their eyes.

Cadmus took a hesitant step toward her. “I found her.”

“Where?” Something was wrong. She cursed when she spilled wine down her chest.

Damon took the glass from her and sat beside her, holding her hand.

Cadmus knelt in front of her, taking her other hand. “Brace yourself.”

She desperately searched his eyes. “Why?”Please not a gargoyle. Please not a gargoyle.

He shared a wary look with his alpha brothers. “Phoenix.”

“Just tell me!” The suspense was driving her mad.

He loosed a breath of air. “Drisinda.”

“Drisinda?” Their volucri servant?

He nodded. “She and Bug went with Eilea on a trip to the mortal world.”

Bug? He had the mind of a child. So did Drisinda. This didn’t make any sense. They mated?

“I remember.” She chewed on her lip. “They went to New Mexico for just one night.”

“Why did they go again?” Damon asked.

“They had to carry potions and herbs for Eilea,” Cadmus answered.

She remembered her mates had volunteered to go, but Eilea had said the volucri would appear less threatening, though she didn’t understand how giant bug creatures wouldn’t have also panicked the Amaroki. They looked like creatures from a sci-fi horror.

“And they mated?” They had a child? The reincarnation of her mother? This was unbelievable! Not to mention, the visual would haunt her for an eternity.

Cadmus dragged a hand down his face. “Apparently so.”

“You sure it’s my mom?” She’d gone from a beautiful djinn with a siren’s figure to a flying bug? Either fate was cruel or it had a wicked sense of humor.

Cadmus nodded. “Smells just like her.”

Holy flame! She jumped to her feet. “Let me see the baby.”

Cadmus held out his hands, backing away. “I need to warn you—”

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