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the very private conversation, and Damon jerked his head toward the side where Levet was standing next to a tiny woman with a heart-shaped face and long, black hair that tumbled nearly to her waist. In the moonlight her skin appeared as pale and smooth as ivory, and her ears were pointed. She also had a pair of gossamer wings in shades of white and silver. Fairy? “I believe that is enough.”
    “Who are you?” he asked in confusion.
    Levet gave a loud sniff. “This is the Christmas angel you refused to believe was real.”
    Damon scowled, studying the strange creature with a wary gaze. “I’m still not convinced.”
    The angel moved across the ground without leaving a trace of her passage in the snow, a beguiling smile curving her lips.
    “You can call me Sera.”
    Damon narrowed his gaze. The tiny creature might look all fragile and charming, but she’d put him through hell over the past . . . Damn, he didn’t even know how much time had passed.
    “It is your magic that has been jerking me from the past to the future,” he accused in a harsh voice.
    She gave a lift of her hands, her pretty face devoid of any hint of apology. “It was important for you to see the danger,” she informed him, as if he hadn’t just realized he was the doom of his people. “And what you were sacrificing.”
    He flinched, his gaze briefly moving to the female Were who kneeled beside him.
    He didn’t need any reminders of all that he’d lost.
    “Oh, I see.” He turned back to glare at the angel. “But only after it’s too late.”
    The jade-green eyes widened as if Sera was astonished by the savage pain in Damon’s words.
    “But the clock has not yet struck midnight.”
    Damon blinked, trying to figure out what the hell she was talking about as he aimlessly noticed that the snow had begun to fall again. Odd. Hadn’t they been bathed in silvery moonlight only seconds before?
    He gave a shake of his head. Obviously the ruthless pain was clouding his mind.
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he ground out, the smell of his burning flesh beginning to fill the air as he felt the flames ignite just beneath his skin.
    Gia cried out, but as he bent forward, it was another hand that softly touched his shoulder.
    “Damon, there is time to change the future,” Sera whispered into his ear. “Give me the medallion.”
    Damon managed to lift his head, meeting the angel’s steady gaze. “You can destroy it?”
    She gave a nod. “I can.”
    He hesitated. Not that he wanted to keep the medallion. Hell no. The evil chunk of metal had caused untold misery for his family.
    But, the night had been one long nightmare, and he couldn’t be certain that this wasn’t a trap.
    He didn’t believe in Christmas angels. And he didn’t trust magic.
    This could all be one elaborate scheme to . . .
    To what?
    His fuzzy brain tried to imagine what Sera and Levet could have hoped to gain by the elaborate charade.
    At last he heaved a sigh of resignation.
    If someone wanted to take the medallion from him, there were a thousand easier ways. Right now he had little choice but to trust the strange demon.
    With an effort, he held out his hand, loosening his fingers to reveal the medallion that glowed with an evil light in the darkness.
    “Here.”
    Sera held his gaze, a hint of sympathy on her face, as if she could sense the agony that continued to sear through his body.
    “You give it freely?”
    Damon scowled. Why didn’t she just take the damned thing?
    Then he abruptly realized that it had been bound to him by his blood. He had to consciously offer her the artifact for the bond to be broken.
    “Sì.”
    The word had barely left his lips when the angel snatched the medallion from his hand. She flinched, but Damon suspected that it wasn’t the heat that bothered her. The vile magic that clung to the medallion pulsed in the air, making all of them shudder in horror.
    With a low, musical chant, the angel bent down to place the