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his comment, surprised at the rage he saw reflected in the depths of Leraye's pale blue gaze.
"She wasn't fine." Leraye gritted.
"Let's focus on the Fae." Gaap brought the conversation back to their enemy.
“Why would they run?” Leraye asked.
“It does bear some reflection,” Gaap said pensively. “They certainly did not resist on the same scale as during my battle with them.”
“Maybe they thought they had the upper hand with you but not with Zepar and Thalia,” Leraye said.
“Against one human woman and one Demon?” Gaap shook his head.
Zepar saw the knowledge in Leraye’s gaze. Knew that Leraye understood what had happened in that wooded glade. How Gaap had carried both Leraye and his mate, Lili from the enchanted forest.
Leraye bowed low. “I have yet to give you my thanks.”
Gaap waved away Leraye’s gratitude. “You would have done the same for me.”
It was true.
“At least now we know how to break the spell.” Zepar shifted as he recalled how he and Thalia had broken the spell.
“Thank the Gods that you recovered.” Gaap took a long draw of red wine. “You seem changed.”
Leraye nodded solemnly. “Being imprisoned, again, made me realize that I don't want to live half a life anymore.”
Gaap frowned. “Half a life?”
Leraye went over and knelt in front of the Prince. “I’d like to petition for a boon.”
Zepar’s heart thudded in his chest. Leraye hadn’t looked at him but somehow he knew that whatever the Demon had to say would not please him.
“Speak.”
“The Grace, Thalia,” Leraye said softly. “I wish to have her as my consort.”
Zepar leapt to his feet. “Impossible.”
Both Leraye and Gaap turned to look at him. Their sudden frowns triggered a wave of doubt but he didn't back down.
“What?” Leraye’s countenance stiffened into a harsh mask.
“She’s here to serve the Lesser Demons,” Zepar said desperately.
“Who are all out looking for human mates.” Leraye responded. “She told me herself that she is rarely called upon anymore.”
“Exactly,” Zepar crowed triumphantly. “We must all find human mates. We need the power of their love.”
“In case you’ve forgotten, Thalia is human.” Leraye’s voice dropped, laden with menace.
Zepar flushed, a blast of heat colored his face. “But did you gain power from her kisses?”
"Her kiss revived me. Is that not power enough?" Leraye paused, fists clenched, his body tensed as if for battle. Each muscle and sinew stood in stark relief as he stalked over to confront Zepar.
Zepar countered. “There is a noticeable surge of power. And I don't believe she gives you that." But the callous dismissal twisted his stomach into knots. She had been his anchor this past month. He’d found peace in her company. He had nothing but the greatest respect for Thalia.
However the thought of Thalia and Leraye together caused his thoughts to spiral into panic. He didn’t want it. Didn’t want them together.
“This battle is for the very survival of Demons.” Zepar ran agitated fingers through his mane of blonde hair. “We cannot allow softer emotions to rule our heads.”
Disappointment flooded Leraye’s face. He shook his head, his mouth turned down. “It’s a good thing you are not in charge.”
A sick pit grew in his chest, hollowed out and aching. He had lost the regard of his friend.
Leraye turned to address the Prince. “What is your answer?”
“Zepar makes a valid point.We need to gather as much magick as possible to fight the Fae,” Gaap said softly. "Did you feel a pulse of power when you mated?"
“She has given us ten years of service.” Leraye rebutted without answering. “We are no better than the Fae if all we do is try to harvest human emotion for our own gain.”
Zepar’s throat tightened. He didn’t want her to feel used. Of course he didn’t. But what if she were using Leraye? Zepar had taught her all of the tricks of seduction.
Prince Gaap said, “You are
"She wasn't fine." Leraye gritted.
"Let's focus on the Fae." Gaap brought the conversation back to their enemy.
“Why would they run?” Leraye asked.
“It does bear some reflection,” Gaap said pensively. “They certainly did not resist on the same scale as during my battle with them.”
“Maybe they thought they had the upper hand with you but not with Zepar and Thalia,” Leraye said.
“Against one human woman and one Demon?” Gaap shook his head.
Zepar saw the knowledge in Leraye’s gaze. Knew that Leraye understood what had happened in that wooded glade. How Gaap had carried both Leraye and his mate, Lili from the enchanted forest.
Leraye bowed low. “I have yet to give you my thanks.”
Gaap waved away Leraye’s gratitude. “You would have done the same for me.”
It was true.
“At least now we know how to break the spell.” Zepar shifted as he recalled how he and Thalia had broken the spell.
“Thank the Gods that you recovered.” Gaap took a long draw of red wine. “You seem changed.”
Leraye nodded solemnly. “Being imprisoned, again, made me realize that I don't want to live half a life anymore.”
Gaap frowned. “Half a life?”
Leraye went over and knelt in front of the Prince. “I’d like to petition for a boon.”
Zepar’s heart thudded in his chest. Leraye hadn’t looked at him but somehow he knew that whatever the Demon had to say would not please him.
“Speak.”
“The Grace, Thalia,” Leraye said softly. “I wish to have her as my consort.”
Zepar leapt to his feet. “Impossible.”
Both Leraye and Gaap turned to look at him. Their sudden frowns triggered a wave of doubt but he didn't back down.
“What?” Leraye’s countenance stiffened into a harsh mask.
“She’s here to serve the Lesser Demons,” Zepar said desperately.
“Who are all out looking for human mates.” Leraye responded. “She told me herself that she is rarely called upon anymore.”
“Exactly,” Zepar crowed triumphantly. “We must all find human mates. We need the power of their love.”
“In case you’ve forgotten, Thalia is human.” Leraye’s voice dropped, laden with menace.
Zepar flushed, a blast of heat colored his face. “But did you gain power from her kisses?”
"Her kiss revived me. Is that not power enough?" Leraye paused, fists clenched, his body tensed as if for battle. Each muscle and sinew stood in stark relief as he stalked over to confront Zepar.
Zepar countered. “There is a noticeable surge of power. And I don't believe she gives you that." But the callous dismissal twisted his stomach into knots. She had been his anchor this past month. He’d found peace in her company. He had nothing but the greatest respect for Thalia.
However the thought of Thalia and Leraye together caused his thoughts to spiral into panic. He didn’t want it. Didn’t want them together.
“This battle is for the very survival of Demons.” Zepar ran agitated fingers through his mane of blonde hair. “We cannot allow softer emotions to rule our heads.”
Disappointment flooded Leraye’s face. He shook his head, his mouth turned down. “It’s a good thing you are not in charge.”
A sick pit grew in his chest, hollowed out and aching. He had lost the regard of his friend.
Leraye turned to address the Prince. “What is your answer?”
“Zepar makes a valid point.We need to gather as much magick as possible to fight the Fae,” Gaap said softly. "Did you feel a pulse of power when you mated?"
“She has given us ten years of service.” Leraye rebutted without answering. “We are no better than the Fae if all we do is try to harvest human emotion for our own gain.”
Zepar’s throat tightened. He didn’t want her to feel used. Of course he didn’t. But what if she were using Leraye? Zepar had taught her all of the tricks of seduction.
Prince Gaap said, “You are
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