Her human side was cunning and unapologetic. It had surged forward to shield her. This wasn't a battle for purity or pride. This was war. And war demanded guile. The Fae blood in her pulsed with dignity and restraint, but her humanity? That part of her knew how to lie, how to scheme, how to win. They saw her as her mother's mirror, graceful, light-touched, noble. Let them keep believing that. She was different and they all hurt her in every possible way.
"You have my word," He promised.
The Demon God didn't hesitate. He summoned Kai. And in the blink of an eye, everything shifted. His voice turned cold again, clipped. "I've made a deal with your wife. I'll break your curse. In return, you will bring me the book, and Lutherieth. You'll hunt down all twelve of his Lords and deliver them to my court."
Kai stood still, stunned. The softness he'd worn moments ago vanished. What kind of deal was this? His throat tightened as he swallowed hard. She had made this arrangement? For him?
