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him of the Virtues in Heaven. Their beauty and composure. But it was the sadness etched on her features that almost made him turn away. Again, something about her seemed so damned familiar, but he couldn’t place it.
    “I gave you forty-eight hours. I’ll keep my word.” She had dark circles under her eyes. “You okay?”
    “Migraine,” she answered simply.
    Strange. Vampires didn’t get migraines. Could that demon be causing her pain somehow? There was so much she wasn’t telling him.
    “They really think it’s me killing these demons. I have to admit, I thought you were right about Alexia, and maybe she’d gone a little too far, but she hadn’t. They … Ambrose really does want me dead.”
    “And what are you going to do about it?” If he coddled her now she’d let go of the inner strength that made her who she was, and she could easily become dependent on his. He didn’t want to see her give up. He wanted to see her strong again.
    For the first time since she’d run, she looked defeated. “I was hoping you’d just do your job, and then I wouldn’t have to think about it.”
    Her simple explanation stunned him. There was something about this woman that made him care, and he’d be damned if he let that go. “What’s the first rule in the Alliance?”
    Her answer was swift and without thought. “Don’t get caught doing your job with humans around.”
    Clearly he had to pay more attention during training sessions. “Okay, the second.”
    “Fight for the good in our species.”
    “And how is your situation any different? You’ve given up before you even tried.”
    She took a step toward him, her head slightly cocked to the side. “You don’t believe I’m guilty?”
    This was the third time she’d asked him that question. It was obvious his response mattered to her. He couldn’t turn his back on her as Ambrose had. If he did, he’d have to come to terms that he’d fallen for nothing more than a mirage. He still wasn’t sure if he trusted her, or if he only wanted so badly to trust her. He was tired of being an emotionless bastard, and he’d be damned if he’d follow orders from a hypocrite like Ambrose. Trust meant something. Friendship meant something. That’s why those family pictures made him want to fucking weep.
    He would not be the one to take her hope away from her. “More than that, Kels. I’ll help you prove it.”
    The fire was back in her eyes, and damned if that didn’t please him more than it should. He had a nagging suspicion that he was making a mistake. What if her past was still locked within her and the possession had pushed her over the edge? What if she had done the things Ambrose accused her of? He said he had concrete evidence to prove beyond a doubt it had been her killing those demons.
    She closed the distance between them, confidence now evident in the way she carried herself. “They’re going to send all they have at us. Ambrose considers me a rogue assassin right now, which is the worst kind of target. He may even send in Sven or Roger. Unless the demon comes to me in my dreams, I have no idea how I’ll locate him. I can try and find him in the dream realm, but that’s a crapshoot unless he wants to be found. Even if I find him, I can’t do anything in his subconscious. I need to find him in the real world to kill him.”
    Sven and Roger were Ambrose’s right-hand men. Both were deadly, and both carried out their missions efficiently. It seemed as though he were making his first mission into something else entirely by helping out a rogue. “Didn’t you tell me the best thing I could do was build trust with my fellow assassins?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Don’t let me down.”

Chapter Five
    Domiel was the sexiest demon Kelsey had ever known, and that was saying something.
    He eyed the Goth club from behind dark glasses that hid his demonic eyes. His pupils weren’t round, they were horizontal slits, and he hadn’t quite learned to control their shape yet.