For the first time, a trace of doubt crossed Theo’s dark eyes. “You know very well what will happen.”
He did. He wished he didn’t, but he did. The shadows of Hell would not be kept under control and they would spread — much like Eden’s darkness, but much bigger, much broader. The Void would grow larger than it already was and begin to consume everything in its path, like a black hole sucking in matter from everywhere in the Netherworld. It would consume the human world then, and go on to devour the heavens as well.
Lucifer was more than just a hellish dickwad. He, just by his very existence and position, held those shadows back. He was the vessel for them, just as Eden had been the vessel for Darrak when he’d been cursed.
Because of this trip to the Netherworld, which was supposed to be one-way only, Darrak was free from that curse for the first time in over three centuries. Free to go where he wanted, do what he wanted. Be who he wanted.
And be with who he wanted.
Or whom. Whatever. Proper grammar could bite it.
“Eden’s black magic,” Darrak whispered after a full minute had gone by in silence — a minute Andy really didn’t have. “When I take Lucifer’s place, I want you to make sure it never hurts her again. So she and the baby will be safe.”
“Is that all you want? To ensure the safety of the woman you love and your unborn child?”
He swallowed hard and nodded with a firm jerk of his head. “Yes.”
“Then it shall be done. Do you want her to forget that you ever existed? I can do that. She will fondly remember the father of her child, but his absence will not weigh heavily on her mind. She doesn’t need to know what happened to you. You know she would want to be with you if she does. And you know that she can’t be here — even the short pass Lucifer has given her, it will not last, especially if she loses the darkness inside of her. She’s still essentially human.”
“Yes.” Darrak could barely hear his own voice. “Make her forget me. But not yet. Not until it’s time.”
“Fair enough.” Theo nodded and extended his hand. “So do we have a deal? Once Lucifer has abandoned his throne, you will take it of your own free will. You will become the new Prince of Hell.”
He nodded tightly and shook Theo’s hand. “We have a deal.”
“Thank you, Darrak.”
Seemed like a deal that should have a more solid agreement than a firm handshake. But it was what it was.
As he shook Theo’s hand, he got an image of Lucifer doing the exact same thing. Agreeing to become the Prince of Hell of his own free will. He’d been given the choice a very long time ago just like this.
Darrak had never known that. He’d always thought Lucifer had no choice and been cast out of Heaven, which was why he’d always had such a huge chip on his shoulder about it.
Theo said he’d forgotten this.
But why? And how?
He released Theo’s hand and glanced at Eden. Just the sight of her made his chest tighten. Soon she’d forget him.
It was for the best since there was no other way this could work, but it was the hardest thing he’d ever had to face before.
When he turned to look at Theo again, the entity had disappeared.
“What, no good-bye and good luck?” Darrak murmured. “God, what a jerk.”
He turned and walked directly to Eden’s side.
“Are we good?” Andy asked. “Because I’m not really feeling so hot right now.”
“Believe me, if we stay here much longer, you’re going to be feeling much hotter… by about two thousand degrees. So let’s skedaddle.”
Eden grabbed his arm and looked up at him with concern. “Is everything all right? Why was Theo here? How did he manage to survive what Asmodeus did to him?”
“That’s a lot of questions,” Darrak said. “We’ll deal with them later, okay? But everything’s fine. Everything is exactly how it’s supposed to be. I see that now.”
He leaned over and brushed his lips against hers. She touched his face as she kissed him back and then smiled at him.
“So you’re talking cryptically now?”
“It’s my new thing. Now hold on tight.”
Eden did as he asked, sliding her arms around his waist. It felt good to be close to her again. To know how she really felt about him.
Darrak loved her more than anything in the universe and he always would.
He wasn’t doing this for the universe. He was doing it for Eden. He’d anchor himself to this rotting hellhole in order to ensure her safety. She just never had to know the truth.
So be it.
He was finally able to phase the three of them out of Hell without any issues this time and back to the comfortingly bland interior of Triple-A.
Okay, he thought with grim resolve. Time to go kill Lucifer.
Dawn wasn’t far off.
Ben paced outside the motel where he’d taken Leena, his cell phone pressed to his ear.
“What is it?” Caroline asked when she answered on the third ring. It didn’t sound as if he’d woken her up.
“I need your help.”
“Haven’t we already made a mess of everything? My daughter hates me. And she hates you, too.”
“Why quit when you’re ahead?”
She sighed. “What can I do?”
“I need you to take over the body of a guard at the Malleus so I can break out someone they’re holding prisoner.”
There was a long silence. “You’ve got to be joking.”
“Afraid not.”
“Who are you trying to break out?”
Ben wondered how much he should share with her and decided not to hold anything back. “An angel named Daniel.”
Another stretch of silence. “Daniel.”
“Makes you wonder why he’s their prisoner, doesn’t it? He’s got something they want, which is all the more reason to free him.”
“What does this Daniel look like?”
“I only saw him once. He’s…” Ben’s grip on the phone tightened. “Tall, pale, red hair… green eyes.”
“Where should I meet you?”
She hadn’t taken much convincing. That was good. In fact, she’d agreed much quicker than he thought she would. This wasn’t going to be safe or easy.
Ben told her where to meet him and when — fifteen minutes. Then he headed for his rented van.
Leena was already sitting on the passenger side, inspecting the cuff he hadn’t removed from her wrist yet. He knew the moment he did she’d take off on him. She must have been watching him, waiting for him to leave. It was only a little after seven o’clock.
“No way,” he said. “You’re staying here.”
She looked at him like he was stupid. “You obviously don’t know me very well. Anything I can do to screw up the Malleus’s plans is something I want to help with as much as possible. Don’t argue, Ken doll. I’m coming.”
Ben knew anything he said would be a waste of breath, and he didn’t have time for this. “Fine. But you’re staying in the van as a lookout.”
“I can do that.”
He got in and put the key in the ignition. “I know the real reason you want to come along.”
“Oh yeah? Do tell.”
“You want to stick with me because you’re afraid to be alone. You think if you stay in that motel somebody’s going to come for you. But when you’re with me you know I’ll protect you.”
She glared at him. “I don’t need anyone’s protection. Especially not yours.”
His grip closed on the steering wheel as he backed out of the motel’s parking lot. “You don’t have to worry. I won’t let anyone hurt you.”
“Yeah, well. Maybe I’m the one who’s going to protect you.”
“I’ll take all the help I can get, actually.”
There was silence for a moment. “You used to be a cop, right?”
“Yes.” He eyed her sideways. “And let me guess, you used to be a criminal.”
This earned him
a true smile. The woman really should smile more often — it was a good look for her. “I did what I had to do to survive.”
He was quite certain she had.
Ben drove to the meeting spot to find Caroline already waiting for them. Good. He was determined in a way he’d rarely felt before. It might be the last thing he ever did, but freeing an angel seemed like a good decision after a mountain of bad ones.
Caroline wasn’t the only one looking for redemption these days.
“Wait here,” he told Leena. “And keep the engine running.”
She saluted. “Yes, sir.”
Caroline followed him to the nondescript entranceway in the side of the brick wall. She looked tense.
“Everything okay?” he asked. Stupid question to ask at a time like this but he wanted to make sure she wasn’t about to flake out on him.
“The angel,” she whispered. “I think I know him.”
He frowned. “You’re kidding.”
She shook her head, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. “His name’s Daniel. Red hair, green eyes. I’m not positive, but… I think he might be Eden’s father.”
It was as if someone had just thrown a glass of ice-cold clarity in his face.
He was such an idiot. Oliver told him that Eden’s angel father would inevitably learn that his daughter had been possessed by a demon. Oliver said the angel would be sure to arrive and set things right.
But that never happened and Ben had forgotten about it.
How could he forget?
The angel’s eyes… they were just like Eden’s.
He was Eden’s father. And Oliver had him locked away in the basement and was ingesting his wings for some nefarious plan of his.
What the hell was going on?
“We’ll get him,” Ben promised, taking Caroline’s arm as he pushed open the door and they slipped inside. It led to a stairwell and they went down three flights before they emerged on the prisoner level.
An alarm was blaring.
“What’s going on?” Caroline asked, covering her ears to block out the jarring sound.
“I don’t know.”
This couldn’t be because of breaking out Leena. That had been hours ago.
A guard Ben recognized stormed toward them, and he braced himself.
“Ben! Thank God you’re here! Where have you been? We’ve been trying to contact you!”
Ben chose his words carefully. “Sorry, I’ve been busy. Came in early to check on things. What’s going on?”
“A prisoner broke loose.”
“What prisoner?”
“I don’t know. Guy had red hair and… and wings. Got out of his cell and disappeared. But that’s not the worst of it. It’s — it’s Oliver.”
Shit. “What about him?”
“He’s dead.”
Ben gasped and Caroline clutched his arm tighter, although she didn’t say a word. “What do you mean, he’s dead?”
“He was murdered in his office less than an hour ago. We think the angel stabbed him in the heart with some ceremonial dagger. I saw the body myself.”
Oliver was dead and the angel killed him? “No, this is — it’s impossible.”
“The shifter broke out last night, too. I don’t know what’s going on, Ben, but it’s bad. I have to go. I’ll touch base with you later, okay?”
Ben forced himself to nod. “Yeah, okay.”
The guard was gone. The one Caroline could have possessed to help them break Eden’s father out of his cell.
But he’d already been broken out.
“This is wrong,” Caroline said. “All wrong. Daniel wouldn’t have killed anyone. He’s an angel.”
It didn’t make sense. None of this made sense. Why would Oliver lock up an angel like Daniel and ingest his feathers for weeks now? He’d been so interested in Eden and Darrak’s strange relationship, almost too interested, but then that faded. It was as if something new had taken his attention. He still wanted to know how Eden’s celestial energy had affected Darrak, enough to lock up Leena and grill her for information. But why?
He’d wanted Sandy to make Ben fall in love with her so he would be more of a help than a hindrance. So he wouldn’t get in the way.
And now Oliver was dead. Murdered.
“I don’t know what’s going on,” Ben said. “But we need to get out of here.”
“Good idea.”
They raced back up the stairs. Whatever they decided to do next, staying clear of the Malleus headquarters would be a good start. The news that Ben was the one to break Leena out hadn’t gotten around yet. He had to count his blessings for that, at least. This could have turned out much worse.
Ben knew he had to call Eden and explain everything to her. Tell her she was in danger. If Daniel was the one who murdered Oliver…
No, it just didn’t make sense, but he wasn’t willing to take the chance there was a murderous angel on the loose in the city right now.
He pushed open the door to the alleyway and he and Caroline ran to the van that was still idling. Ben opened the driver’s side door and looked in at Leena.
She was sprawled unconscious across the seats.
“Hey, lover,” a voice called from behind him.
He slowly turned to see Sandy standing there with her arms crossed over her chest.
“So,” she continued, eyeing the pair of them. “You haven’t returned my calls. I have a funny feeling, between these two”—she nodded at Caroline and the unconscious Leena—“you might want to start seeing other people.”
He held his hands up in front of him as she drew closer. “Sandy, what are you doing?”
“You should have had the soup, Ben. Trust me, it was delicious.”
“We need to talk about this.”
“Nah, let’s not and say we did.”
Ben’s gaze moved to her throat. The necklace she wore with the light gray stone had changed. The stone was now black.
Something about that made his blood run cold.
“You’re a witch,” Caroline said, her voice trembling. “My daughter has an amulet like that.”
Sandy touched it lightly. “Yes, pretty isn’t it?”
“You killed Oliver,” Ben said, the realization sinking in with dark certainty. “You killed him with black magic.”
“Smart guy.”
“I don’t understand. I–I thought you were a gray witch.”
“Baby…” A chilling smile stretched across her face. “I’ve been upgraded.”
There was a crackling of energy, like lightning circling her hands as she raised them in Ben and Caroline’s direction.
“Run!” Ben yelled.
But before they had a chance to take even a single step away from her, Ben heard Caroline scream, and then everything went black.
TWENTY-THREE
With a last howl, Andy shifted back to human form.
It wasn’t pretty.
Luckily, a shifter’s clothing went along for the ride, so he was curled up in the fetal position on the floor of Triple-A fully dressed. Eden crouched down beside him and put her hand on his shoulder.
“How are you feeling, Andy?” she asked.
He just eyed her. “Take a wild guess.”
“You need a drink?”
“Oh, yes. Very much so.”
Darrak entered the office. He’d taken a stroll around the block to test his and Eden’s previous hundred-foot tether. It seemed to be gone.
His trip to the Void, and surprise return, had worked to break his curse.
Smashed it, was more like it.
“Look,” Darrak said standing at the glass door and looking out. “The sun’s up.”
It was the first time they’d ever seen a sunrise together.
She grinned. “Pretty.”
“I’ll say.”
Darrak had every chance to go away now, but she had a feeling he wouldn’t. They were together now by choice rather than circumstance.
She loved him. He drov
e her crazy half the time, and she was sure the feeling was more than mutual, but she loved him so much it hurt. She’d made a deal with the Prince of Hell to save the life of the man she loved and, no matter what, she knew she’d do it again in a heartbeat.
And, quite frankly, she didn’t really give a crap what her mother or anyone else thought about that.
Darrak looked down at Andy recovering on the floor. “You’re looking good.”
Andy studied the ceiling. “I need a vacation.”
Eden helped him to his feet. “Go home and recover.”
He nodded. “Is shifting always this difficult?”
Darrak shrugged. “I don’t think so. As they say about many things, it only hurts the first time. You’ll get used to it.”
“Hooray.” He grabbed his coat. “So what are you going to do about… you know who?”
“Don’t worry about that,” Darrak said. “I have it under control.”
Eden eyed him. Under control? This was news.
“Worry? Who me?” Andy gingerly slid his coat on. “Deals with Lucifer, trips to Hell, growing fur out of places fur should never grow. Totally a normal day for me, nothing to worry about at all.”
That he was able to be sarcastic after everything he’d been through was reassuring.
Darrak put a hand on Andy’s shoulder. “Thank you. Really. I owe you big-time for what you did for me. I won’t forget it.”
Andy patted his hand. “No thanks required. Just be good to Eden. Promise me you’ll do that, okay?”
“I promise everything I do from this day forward will be in Eden’s best interests.”
“That’s the spirit, Romeo.” Andy finally grinned as Eden gave him a tight hug, her throat thick with gratitude toward her brave guide to the Netherworld. She knew she never would have succeeded without him. “I’m heading home. But if you need me for any reason, call.”
Eden watched as he slowly headed out to his car and drove out of the parking lot. Then she made a beeline toward Darrak, threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him.
“So happy to see you.”
“As happy as I am?” He grinned before brushing his lips over hers. “That’s not brimstone in my pocket, you know.”
Despite the joke, there was something sad in his ice blue eyes. He hated that she’d agreed to give up her celestial energy to Lucas, but it had been the right decision. It gave her the chance to find him.
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