Her father was simply a demon who’d fallen in love with a human. Kayley had willingly signed over her soul for power. There was nothing he could do about that. “There will be no repercussions for your father.” “You went to Hell?” Just like she’d pop over to the corner deli for sandwiches. “I can travel between the realms now with no more than a thought.”
“What was that?” she demanded, totally freaked out by his sudden disappearance. He popped up in front of her, startling her so badly she fell back. “Maccus?” Where had he gone? And how had he simply disappeared? She jumped to her feet and spun in a circle, catching herself when she made herself dizzy. Her father, a demon, had defied Lucifer and protected her.Ī horrifying thought occurred to her. “I met my father.” There was wonder there. Her baby sister, the child she’d loved and cherished, was lost to her forever. “Kayley is gone.” That was the hard part. “I’m not a bounty hunter any longer.” Saying it out loud sounded so strange. The golden light around the darkness gave him an otherworldly appearance. His eyes, already compelling, were now insanely gorgeous. Maccus crouched in front of her, silent and watchful. She was finally free.īeyond exhausted, she sank down on the sofa, her bones practically melting into the comfy cushions. After ten long years as a bounty hunter for Hell, Morrigan was no longer bound to Lucifer. “It’s just beginning.”Īfter all that had occurred, the walk back to his place was anticlimactic. He cupped her face in his hands and leaned down until their lips were almost touching. That came with great power and responsibility.Ī smile slowly crossed her lips. “You’re one to talk.” There was so much they needed to discuss.
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There was a slight searing of his skin as the blade settled on his body straight down his spine between his wings.Įyes wide, she shook her head. The sword he’d wielded was new, but with nothing more than a thought, the weapon disappeared. But like his blades, they were more than just ink. They retracted with ease, once again becoming tattoos. He’d missed them more than he ever admitted to himself. Unable to resist, he flared his wings, allowing the familiar weight to settle. Even with her clothes stuck to her skin with sweat, her beauty almost blinded him. Slumping forward, Morrigan caught her hands on her thighs and inhaled deeply.
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