We know about that, Paris said gently. Danika told us.
Not me. William swung back to face the front, but not before she caught a glimpse of utter, undiluted fury on his face. How do you know that?
I was once assigned to her care.
The rest of the drive was made in tense, oppressive silence. Finally they were winding through a neighborhood, a suburb, the houses utterly wonderful and inviting. Thick green trees surrounded the area, one side situated on a hill and rising majestically.
The car stopped in a parking lot, and Paris flicked William a glance. Ill just be a minute. Watch the baggage.
Without warning, and moving so quickly there was nothing Paris could do, William dumped Scarlet in the demons lap, no longer quite so careful. Ill just be a minute. You scare Gilly, and Im not having that. Not today.
I dont scare women. I delight them. Besides, you arent on the checkout list, and I am.
William rolled his eyesa favorite action of his, apparentlyand exited the vehicle. Like thatll stop me. Have you seen my eyes? Theyre electric. Women take one look and Im immediately placed on their checkout lists.
Stop praising yourself and hurry, Olivia told him just as he slammed the door shut.
He saluted her with a grin.
She watched his progression into the school, fingers tracing over Aerons warming brow. He wasnt getting any better, was even beginning to thrash a bit. His brow was beaded with sweat, and his teeth were digging into his bottom lip.
Not knowing what else to do, she began to sing. Sweet songs of peace and health. A few chords into the hymn, Aeron stilled, his pinched expression even relaxing somewhat.
My gods, Paris whispered brokenly.
Her voice tapered off, and she looked up at him. What? Whats wrong?
Aeron began thrashing again.
Dont stop! Paris said. Its beautiful. My ears are already addicted and need more.
Oh. Thank you. Olivia launched into another serenade. Outside, she could see all manner of animals emerging from the forest and approaching the vehicle. Once more, Aeron calmed and she could have wept with joy.
Would she die for him? Her finger traced one of the skeletal tattoos on his cheekbone. Maybe.
WILLIAM STOOD in the schools main office, waiting for Gilly. The receptionist had already called her. As hed told the female that his name was Paris Lord, shed summoned the girl without incident. List crisis averted.
She was short and curved, in her mid-thirties with a sleek brown bob and brown eyeseyes she was now in the process of stripping him with. A routine occurrence. One he usually enjoyed. Not so now. He just wanted to haul Gilly the hell out of here. He liked the little smart-ass, and wouldnt rest until she was safe.
Hed had no idea shed led so terrible a life, and he was ashamed of himself. He knew women. He could figure them out in the span of a once-over. So why hadnt he realized Gilly was hurting?
Her fucking mother and would-be stepfather! Two people who were supposed to protect her. Well, William was with her now and William would ensure nothing like that ever happened again. He was tempted to cut her mother and stepdads throats. Maybe give her their heads for Christmas or something.
Are you Gillys father? the receptionist asked. Shed abandoned her post at her desk and now stood across from him at the counter.
Shit. He hadnt seen or heard her move. That level of distraction was dangerous. Brother, he replied, a bit irritated that he looked old enough to have a seventeen-year-old daughter. Yeah, he was pushing two thou, but he didnt have a wrinkle on him, damn it!
Oh. Thats nice. She grinned and slid a piece of paper his way. If youd ever like to discuss her curriculum, heres my number. Call anytime.
Ill definitely be in contact. He, too, grinned, though his was forced. He pocketed the paper, knowing he wouldnt use it. Education is so important.
That earned him a giggle, and he tried not to cringe.
Women. They were both a blessing and a curse. Sex, he loved. Sex, he needed, craved. Sex with the wrong woman had gotten him locked up. Sex with the goddesses who visited him in prison had gotten him kicked out of the heavens. That hadnt stopped his libido, however. Actually, nothing stopped his libido. Even the curse hanging over his head.
One day, a woman of great beauty and power would tempt him. One day, that woman would trick him into loving her. One day, that woman would enslave him. And then, that woman would kill him.
It had already been prophesied.
Maybeperhapsokay, not really likelyhe could have avoided females altogether and saved himself the trouble of such a death sentence. But even that wouldnt have saved him. That, too, was part of the prophesy. To avoid women and sex was simply to condemn himself to a much faster, much more painful death.
The only way to stop the unnamed woman and break the curse had been written in a book. A book that was nearly impossible to decode, so he had yet to find the answer. Also, the minor fucking goddess of Anarchy had possession of that book, returning it page by stingy page. Hed hate Anya for such a thing if he didnt love her so damned much.
Theyd spent hundreds of years in Tartarus as cell neighbors. Her wit had been the only thing to keep him sane.
William? Gillys husky voice suddenly rang out.
He turned on his heel and there she was, standing at the end of a long hallway. She was slender, dark haired, dark eyed, and moreknowledgeable than someone her age should ever be. That should have been clue number one, he thought.
Maybe hed sensed it, but hadnt wanted to acknowledge it.
She wore jeans and a T-shirt, and sneakers that had a tracking device hidden in the soles, not that she knew it. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, not a speck of makeup on her face.
That didnt seem to bother the boy next to her. He was staring at her as if hypnotized. But having heard her say Williams name, that boy had frowned. And when he followed the line of her gaze and spotted William, his frown deepened and he paled.
Boyfriend? Or potential boyfriend?
Someone would have to put a stop to that. She was too young, with too traumatic a past. She needed to be alone. Until she was at least forty.
Hey, pet, William said with a finger wave.
Grinning, she rushed forward and threw herself into his arms. He hugged her tight before latching onto her wrists and gently pushing her back. He might enjoy her, might want the best for her, but he didnt want to encourage her crush anymore.
What are you doing here? she asked.
The boy shed been with eased up behind her. He was tall for a teen, reaching Williams ear, with brown hair and blue eyes.
Who are you? William demanded unceremoniously.
C-Corbin, sir.
What kind of a name is Corbin Sir? And if you ever hurt Gilly, I swear to the gods I will personally
Gilly slapped Williams shoulder. Stop. Coris my friend. He just wanted to make sure I reached the office okay.
Well, thats admirable, William said, never removing his narrowed gaze from the boy. As long as protection was his only goal.
Corbin pulled at the collar of his shirt. Are you herboyfriend or something?
Brother, William said as Gilly said, Yes.
His gaze finally whipped back to her, and he arched a brow. Yes? They needed to have a chat, then. Maybe later, though. Hearing the word had caused something to tighten in his chest. Hed figure out what that tightening meant first.
So why are you here? she asked again, her cheeks reddening.
He didnt like that hed embarrassed her, but there was no help for it. Aerons been hurt. There are problems in the city, and we want you in the fortress with the others until its safe again.
Aeron? Corbin asked.
Another brother, William informed him.
The boys eyes widened. How many do you have?
A lot, Gilly replied with a weary sigh. So youll be there, Liam? At the fortress?
Liam. Her nickname for him. Once hed liked it. Now he saw it as the endearment it was meant to be. Oh, yes. Theyd be having a chat. Damn his irresistible beauty. Yes, Ill be there. So lets go home, pet. Aerons in the car and he needs some medical attention stat.
Despite her fear of the Lords, she paled with worry, grabbed his hand and led him from the building. Bye, Cori, she called over her shoulder.
Bye, the boy returned, and there was a bit of an edge to the sound.
William spied the Escalade but couldnt see Olivia through the window tint, not to mention the god-awful number of deer now surrounding the vehicle. However, he didnt have to see her to know that if they failed to get Aeron to the fortress safely, the angel, for all her goodness, would erupt into a seething cauldron of feminine fury. It was there in her eyes, a churning, unstoppable passion just waiting to boil over. Something she probably didnt realize she was capable of, but William realized it because, unlike his cluelessness with Gilly, hed picked up on Olivias dreams, fears and needs the moment hed seen her.
Aeron was her everything. If the warrior died, even the gods wouldnt be able to stop her rampage.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
OLIVIA SAT AT THE EDGE of Aerons bed, hip pressed to hip. Legion sat on his other side, hip pressed to hip. In their concern for him, theyd worked together to strip him. Olivia hadnt allowed herself to look at his penis, no matter how often the voice had told her to do so.
Oh, yes. The voice of temptation had returned.
Weak as Aeron was, any peeking on her part would have been wrong. He was so weak, in fact, that he hadnt stirred once. Hed even stopped moaning, though she wasnt singing, and she didnt think that was a good sign.
His wound was still seeping, and even though the piece of her robe wrapped around his shoulder was self-cleaning, it couldnt keep up with the flow and was soaked through. His tattooed skin was clammy, no longer hot with sweat. To warm him up, theyd placed blankets all around him, but it hadnt affected his plummeting temperature.
As a last resort, theyd sat beside him, hoping their body heat would be the magic cure.
What did you do to him? Legion demanded, hands rough as they petted him.
Nothing, Olivia replied, though she couldnt keep the guilt out of her tone. She should have done more for him. He was shot by Hunters.
Because you didnt protect him.
Slap her.
Ignoring the voice no longer proved difficult, her concern for Aeron overshadowing everything else. What could I have done? The question brought a fresh wave of torment.
You could have taken the bullet for him. I would have.
Yes, Legion probably would have. Im a failure as a girlfriend. Not that she was his girlfriend. But she wanted to be, therefore she should have acted like one. Even if he survives this which he would, she would accept no less hes going to die in a few days because of you. Oh, Deity. Sorrow joined the torment.
Liar! Though the word was snarled, Legion leaned down and gently kissed Aerons brow. Do you hear this, darling? Your angel is a liar. You will never die. I wont let you.
Shove her away and claim your man.
Again she easily ignored the voice and the darkness that came with it. In nine days, an angel assassin will come for him. That assassin will take his head. Because of you. Because you wouldnt stay in hell where you belonged. Rage now.
Legion straightened, twisted toward her, teeth bared in a glower. Once more, her eyes were glowing that demon red. Another word and Ill stab you while youre sleeping.
While Im sleeping next to Aeron? The taunt was all her own, and she couldnt regret that shed said it.
You bitch!
Uh-oh. Catfight, an amused voice said from the doorway.
William.
If only it had been William to fascinate her, she thought then. He would have seduced her that very first day, and because his attention span lasted only a few days, she easily could have given him up at the end of her two-week trial.
Then again, she probably would have taken his head if ordered, so she wouldnt have sacrificed her future for a little time with him in the first place. Where Aeron was selfless, William was selfish, a trait that would have been irritating in anyone else. William wore it well, that was for sure.
He had one shoulder pressed into the doors frame, arms crossed over his chest. Sorry we tried to stab you when we got home, he said to Legion. He and Paris had been completely taken aback when theyd spied the strange female flying down the steps and shouting Aerons name.
Theyd tackled her to the ground. Only Olivias explanation about who she wasand how shed gotten that wayhad stayed their hands from delivering a deathblow.
Should have stayed quiet, she thought. Not that it would have done any good. Torin, who had eyes and ears all over the fortress, it seemed, had quickly confirmed her story.
You cant blame us, though, William continued smoothly. The change is mind-blowing. Besides, I figured wed reached our limit on pretty females long ago and couldnt possibly be lucky enough to score another.
Ugh. Flirting. Did William never stop? The only time she hadnt heard him flirt was on the drive back to the fortress. Gilly had tried to gain his attention, but hed been strangely silent.
Well, its not like you would provide a real fight for me, the demon girl grumbled, probably charmed despite herself. Werent they all?
You wound my honor. He clutched his chest. Well have to fight again later and see who actually comes out on top. I prefer my battles naked. You?
You said you were going to talk to the others, Olivia interjected, moving them along. Does anyone have any idea what could be wrong with Aeron?
Thats actually why Im here, William said, accepting the change of topic without protest. Torin thinks hes been poisoned.
Poison. That made sense. And considering the people in high places the Hunters knew, she would bet that poison was heaven-sent. Human poison, like human alcohol, wouldnt have affected him this severely. Does Torin have a remedy? she asked hopefully.