Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 125077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Eddie started crying.
And I started wondering if Casey would explode like Alvis had.
* * * *
It was past three in the morning when I finally made my way to the bedroom. Evan and I had sat up for a while eating pizza and discussing the case.
I’d felt better when we’d been talking about the investigation. I could put my logic hat on but it was off now and I had to think about the events of the day from an emotional stand point.
My mind was a chaotic mess thinking about everything that could possibly go wrong. And all the things that already had.
My son was charming and loyal and loving, and a mess emotionally, and for a lot of reasons. I would chalk it up to horniness, but it was anxiety and fear, too.
My father’s soul was about to become a vampire, and I wasn’t sure simply turning immortal would fix Lee’s problems. I was also responsible for Dean, who’d left a cushy existence on the Vampire plane where he’d had a family who loved him because I’d convinced him to save us all.
My bestie had given up her soul, and it was not a good look for her.
Her boss was trying to turn the plane into a demon orgy.
And my demon husband’s new boss was Lucifer himself.
All in all, it did not make for restful sleep.
I needed Trent here. I needed to know Fenrir was safely inside this place, and Trent could put his arms around me.
I pushed through the doors of our bedroom and set the book down on the dresser, thinking I’d change into PJs and go wait for them to come back. I had no doubt there would be a comfy set of pajamas waiting for me because Eddie knew how to take care of things. There would be nothing I needed that Eddie hadn’t provided for me. I might go hang with him and let him tell me stories about when the kids were young.
Stories I should have been a part of.
But hadn’t I known I wouldn’t? I couldn’t help but think about the fact that I hadn’t seen Fenrir in the vision I’d had about my children. I’d seen the boy I carried now and his she-wolf sister, but Fenrir hadn’t been there.
Because it had been written in some fate that I wouldn’t raise him?
The ache pierced my heart again, and I almost let out a cry when I realized I wasn’t alone in the room. I hadn’t turned on the light because my eyes are pretty good and I hadn’t been planning on staying long, but now I could see red eyes staring at me from the darkness.
Something was in the corner of the room, something large and demonic. Those eyes were definitely demonic. They burned from the darkness.
“Gray?”
“I don’t know if I should be here, but I can’t seem to make myself leave.” His voice sounded deeper than I’d remembered. “Please don’t turn on the light.”
There was a glow from the bathroom that gave me some illumination. We were deep underground, so if Eddie hadn’t made sure there were nightlights around the place, we would be in pitch dark. My eyes are good, but not that good. Still, with the soft blue light coming from the crack in the door, I could start to make out Gray.
“Okay. I can do that.” My heart hurt at the thought that so much had changed he didn’t want me to see him. Or perhaps he didn’t want to see me. “Why do you think you shouldn’t be here? Is it because twelve years made you change your mind?”
“Change my mind?”
“About me. About us.” I wasn’t going to tell him about the baby. I would, but I didn’t want a decision about me based on the fact that my womb worked. Honestly, if he didn’t still want me, I doubted he would want the baby.
“I could never change my mind about you.” The words came out aching and tortured.
Ah, but he could change his mind about us. He’d done that a dozen times over the course of our relationship. I wasn’t sure I could handle this conversation again. “It’s amazing that twelve years doesn’t change a thing. Go away, Gray. I don’t want to do this tonight. If you want a divorce… Do we have paperwork? I was going to tell you to send me the paperwork, but the Council doesn’t exist anymore. Well, that makes things simpler. There. We’re divorced. Carry on in your new job serving the Dark Lord.”
I heard a low growl and knew he was going to be difficult. But then that had probably been the point of him coming here tonight. Gray was always difficult.
I wasn’t ready to deal with difficult. My heart hurt. I was tired.
“You won’t get rid of me so easily.” The words came out as a silky threat.