Page 72 of Legacy of Temptation

And look at that; she was actually sympathetic to a demon.

Even more shocking, she had feelings for someone who was part demon. One-quarter demon, one-quarter angel, and half-human, to be exact.

She was still stunned by the knowledge of what—and who—Logan was. The story of his birth was basically a legend in The Aegis. While there was the official version and a few variations told by conspiracy theorists and people with secondhand knowledge, they all boiled down to a prophecy. One The Aegis believed made Logan the central character in preventing his father’s Seal from breaking. And in the mess, Kynan and Logan’s mother, Regan, had betrayed The Aegis, resulting in the Horsemen slaughtering Aegi and nearly destroying the organization.

It made her wonder what Logan had been told about those events.

She also wondered where he was. She hadn’t seen him since he’d set up the conversation with Maja. After she’d hung up with the Elder, Blade had taken her to the cell, shoved her inside, and locked the door.

“I met your mom,” she’d told Blade on the short walk from the interrogation room and cell. “I liked her. Didn’t she teach you better manners?”

“Didn’t yours teach you not to murder people?”

“I didn’t—” She’d snapped her mouth shut because arguing would do no good. These people hated her, and she had to admit that if the same thing had happened at The Aegis HQ, she and every Aegi would have treated the DART people like POWs—way worse than she’d been treated.

With the exception of Rade. Fuck that psycho mind-rapist.

The sound of a lock clicking had her spinning around as the door opened. Her breath caught at the sight of Logan, standing there with her tote dangling from his fingers, looking like he had earlier in black pants, a black shirt, and big boots. His blond hair was grooved as if he’d raked his fingers through it, and a fine shadow of scruff softened his chiseled jawline.

Now that she knew he wasn’t fully human, she eyed him, looking for any hint of demon or smidge of angel.

But all she saw was a tall, striking man with dark hollows under his bloodshot eyes. Exhaustion and worry were written all over his face.

They didn’t find Draven.

“We need to talk.”

Her heart sank. No good conversation ever started with those four words.

“What’s going on?” she asked, steeling herself for the worst. Another round with Rade? News that another of her colleagues was dead?

“I’m taking you someplace safe.” He handed her the tote. “But I need to tell you something first.”

Her sunken heart stopped. Just seized in her chest. “Did someone else die?”

“No,” he said quickly, and a flood of relief nearly made her knees weak. “Draven is still out there, but as far as I know, he hasn’t found any more of your friends.” He clenched his fists. Unclenched. Tucked his hands into his pockets.

“Logan?” she prompted, and he cursed.

“I told you I was human,” he said. “But I didn’t tell you the rest.”

“Oh, that.” She shouldered the tote. “Maja already told me.”

It was as if a wall slammed down between them. His eyes became chips of ice, and his jaw tightened so much she expected to hear his teeth crack.

“And?”

“And what?”

“What all did she tell you? Do you regret what happened the other night? Do you think I’m a monster too?”

“Whoa,” she said, holding up her hands as if they could protect her from his venom. “Who the hell damaged you?”

She couldn’t accept who I am. I made the mistake of trusting her with something personal, and she couldn’t deal.

Oh. Oh, damn.Thiswas what he’d been talking about in the hotel room when she asked why he and his ex had broken up. His bitch of a demon girlfriend had probably rejected his human side. Or the angel in him. Either way, she’d done a number on him.

He’d expected Eva to freak out too, and it broke her heart.

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