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Scarlata changed everything.

“I have amazing things planned for you, Huntyraina. Powerful, great things.”

I said nothing as I stared back at him, even though the panic started to claw at my chest, begging to take over my body.

“That’s enough for now,” Asmodeus announced. “Go back to your room and rest, Huntyraina. With what we have coming, you’re going to need it.”

I didn’t think twice. I shoved past both of them and bolted back to Wolf’s bedroom, grateful he didn’t follow.

Was this his plan all along? To make me trust him then deliver me right back here to Asmodeus? Did he know Asmodeus was listening to us back there?

Tears poured down my face as I ran into the room and slammed the door behind me.

Trust no one.

Why the fuck did I keep forgetting that?

Chapter 21

Wolf

Iknocked on Jessiah’s door warily. Between Huntyr and my brother, I figured it would be easier to make up with my brother.

Besides, Huntyr needed some space to cool off after what happened earlier today.

Jessiah answered the door within two seconds, stepping aside so I could enter. “Mind if I hide here for a bit?” I asked.

His face softened immediately, and he shut the door behind me as I made my way inside. “I take it she wasn’t so thrilled about showing some of her magic?”

“Not in the slightest.”

“Did you tell her it was to keep her safe? Who knows what he was planning to do with her if you gave him nothing. You did the right thing, brother.”

I sat on the edge of his bed. “Well, she’s officially pissed at me.”

“Can you blame her?” he asked. “She has been betrayed time and time again. She may want to trust you, but her life is on the line here. If she thinks for even a second you have other intentions with her, she’ll pull back.”

He had a point there.“I hate fighting with her. Things were so much easier when?—”

“When she thought you were only a fallen angel? When she thought she was only a fae?” Jessiah scoffed. “Isn’t it better for her to know the real you and hate you for it, than to love the fake version of you?”

“That’s easy for you to say.”

Jessiah took a long breath. “After everything you did to her, she was still willing to forgive you. To trust you again. To try. That says a lot, brother, even if we are still operating under the grasps of Asmodeus and his plans for power.”

I thought about it then, about telling him what was really going on, about telling him the plan I had to put a stop to the insanity of Asmodeus and his hungry search for power.

But Jessiah was loyal, and right now, I wasn’t sure how loyal he was to me and how much of his loyalty still held for our father.

“Listen,” I started, shifting uncomfortably. “I need a favor from you.”

A smile curled his lip. “This should be good.”

“I need you to help Huntyr learn to fly. She can summon her wings now, and she’s getting stronger every day. She just needs someone to get into the air with her, and we both know it can’t be me.”

I glanced away before I could see the shock in Jessiah’s golden eyes. “I was under the impression you didn’t want me anywhere near Huntyr, especially if we were to go flying.”

“Things have changed.”

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