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sorry. I didn’t—”
“You couldn’t have.” Theo let out a long breath. “I believe her when she says she’s never seen my Mate and doesn’t know anything about Aggie.”
“But…”
“It doesn’t mean she isn’t part of their plans, though. They could have done something to her. Cast a spell.” Theo looked to Halena. “Get word to Beckett, and see what they can dig up on spells or something like this.”
“How did she get out of Hades if she doesn’t even remember who she is?” Sadie asked.
“She couldn’t get out of Hades before—that was why she was shacked up with Aggie. He was a high-level demon and could make that happen for her,” Theo said.
Justin tensed at the thought of Yvonne sleeping with Aggie, working with him to kill Theo and Sadie. His stomach churned.
“Maybe once we get the Thata and bring it to her, that’ll jog some memories.” Theo grabbed Sadie’s hand. “Come on, love.” He glanced at Justin and Halena. “We leave in five minutes.”
They stomped up the stairs, leaving Justin and Halena alone. She opened her mouth to speak and Justin said, “Not now. Just go.”
He stole back into the holding area.
“Justin. What’s happening? Those people are crazy.”
“I’m sorry. You’ll have to stay in there until we return.”
“No!” She reached through the bars, but he dodged before she made contact with him. “Justin. Don’t leave me here.”
How could she be a demon? In bed— literally —with Aggie? What if those damn demons found a way to trick him into thinking she was his Mate? He’d felt everything associated with an Ahavah receiving her Mark, yet she wasn’t marked. And to make matters worse, he felt so strongly toward her, had even wished she were his Mate.
It felt as if someone kicked him in the gut.
“Justin.”
“Save it.” He turned and stomped away from the only woman he’d actually ever considered caring about.
Chapter Twelve
“Son of a bitch.” Yvonne kicked the bars again, then pulled on them. Even with her strength, they refused to budge. And she’d know, she’d spent the last several hours trying both.
She flopped to the dirty floor and leaned against the wall. Justin’s jacket buffered the cold, jagged brick at her back but did nothing to warm her heart.
She should have left him in that hotel. Should have listened to her instinct. But when he’d touched her, she’d lost her ability to resist him. “I’m so stupid.”
A stealthy spider dared make its way across the concrete floor in her direction. She pulled off her glove and reached for the tiny thing. It skittered toward her. One thin leg touched the tip of her middle finger, and a second later the creature was gone. Not even enough ash left to bother brushing away.
She sagged against the hard wall. No plants had survived her touch, and the spider’s death proved she couldn’t touch animals, either.
Pulling on her glove, she fought the stinging tears rising to the surface at the stark realization: she was walking death.
A distant door creaked, and she hopped to her feet. Maybe Justin was back, and they could straighten things out. He’d been the only one she’d even considered confiding in. He could help her; she knew it.
The door that led into the holding area flew open, and Sadie stormed in. “You!” Her voice ricocheted off the concrete walls.
Sadie jammed a key into the metal door caging Yvonne in and kicked it open. In a flash, the crazed woman was on her.
“Don’t touch her skin,” Halena yelled.
A piercing pain exploded through Yvonne’s shoulder. She looked down to see a long, silver blade wedged in her flesh.
Sadie’d driven it in with so much force that the point went into the brick wall. “They took him. They took my Theo.”
Halena filed into the cell behind Sadie, and Yvonne strained to the side to see if Justin was coming in. But only the open cell door loomed.
“You’re going to talk, or I’m going to fillet you.” Sadie
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