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could sire children, but he’d been proven wrong. She

was there, looking at him with her washed-denim eyes,

crying, her very existence proving his assumption

wrong.

They took her away. His heart shattered into a million scattered slivers, cold and bright and broken.

Someone put a phone in his hand. He summoned

every drop of supernatural ability he had and molded

it into a shield, for his thoughts and his words, just in

case they listened. He was powerful. He could hide this

from them. But he could not use his power to save

himself, because that would doom his child.

He called the child’s mother, the woman he didn’t

love. She thought he was part of something called the

Mafia. The thought made him laugh out loud, though

he didn’t know why.

In terse sentences and strangled words, he told her

to trust no one. He told her not to contact his brothers,

not to call any of the “safe” numbers he had given her

in the past. Not to trust anyone he had trusted.

Betrayal wore the most unexpected face.

Then he gave her a name and contact information

for his enemies, the Daughters of Aset, the Asetian

Guard.

Only his enemies could keep his daughter safe. Only

theywouldkeep his daughter safe.

CHAPTER TWENTY

ROXY STRETCHED, FEELING LIKE a cat who’d been lying

on a sunny step for hours, so relaxed she could barely

move. “You hungry?”

“For you or for food?” Dagan didn’t open his eyes.

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