"Um. . .they were very cute in a hideous way. I'd have to say they looked like some of the characters from that show Friends. The other two looked like Abe Lincoln and Beyonce."
"Shit," I yelled. "Text the Things and tell them under no circumstances can they go to a car dealership or a strip club."
"Why?"
"They're baby Demons and they like to eat car salesmen," I snapped. I'd forgotten about my cousin's little friends. This was bad. Lucy quickly and frantically texted the girls to explain.
"Done. It's fine." She heaved a huge sigh of relief. "And just so you know there are no strip clubs in Eden.”
"How is it fine? How in the Hell will humans understand salesmen-eating baby Demons from Hell?" I stood and paced a tight circle around the tree. Astrid was going to have my butt. However it was good news to know I didn't have to worry about strip clubs.
"They're not mortal. Most of us in Eden are not human."
That stopped me.
"You're all shifters?"
"Yep. And you're a Demon."
"Can you tell by scent?" I asked her.
"No. It was when you saved my life."
"You knew I was in the room with you and your dad?" What kind of sight did these shifters have?
"No. No, I didn't know you were there. It was outside the shop when I had shifted to my wolf."
Hades, so much was making sense now—her healing and my feelings of paranoia about her knowledge.
"Dixie, you did save me."
"I just screwed with your father," I muttered. "He's a real asshole, by the way."
"True, but that's not what I meant," she said quietly.
The click was fast and it was painful. Hayden hadn't come for a wolf at all. He'd come for Lucy and he let me have her. Why did he let me keep her if it was her time to go?
"Lucy, if Hayden—I mean the Angel of Death, let you stay it means I need you."
"I figured—that's why I've kept following you. What's happening?" she asked as she paled a little. "That hot dude you crashed into the other day was an Angel, wasn't he?"#p#分页标题#e#
"Yep. And the dude who let you stay was an Angel."
"And your boyfriend?" she asked with raised brows and a smirk.
"Something like that," I admitted.
"Angels are hot. I would so date an Angel."
"Beware of what you wish for," I told her. "Can I ask you something else?"
"Sure."
"Why did you hate me so much in the beginning?"
"I was jealous. . .not of how pretty you are or anything so superficial. I'm not even sure I can find the words to explain. It was deep and it hurt. I still don't understand it."
I watched her inner struggle and I believed her. We were connected and I was going to find out how.
"Have you ever fought a Demon?" I asked. What good would she be to me if I got her killed?
"I'm not just a pretty face," she snapped and tossed her blonde hair. "I've never had the opportunity to fight a Demon, but I'm deadly around Rogue shifters."
"Are there Rogues in every freakin' species?"
Of course there were. That was how balance was met. The problems cropped up when evil or good outweighed each other. My guess was that evil was winning at the moment. . .but why?
"Looks that way," she said as she stood and shifted back and forth on her feet. "What's next?"
"Do the Things know about me?"
"No. For some reason I told no one about you."
"Good," I said as I grabbed her arm and led her to my car. "Let's pay a visit to your owner."
She blanched and violently pulled her arm from my grasp. Damn she was strong. "I won't go to my father. Never again."
"I wasn't talking about your father, I was talking about Miss Evelyn and Rhonda."
She paused and tilted her head to the side. "I only met the old ladies two weeks ago when they showed up. They don't own me."
WTH? Just when things start adding up they begin to fall apart. Shit. "But I assumed. . ."
"Don't assume—makes an ass out of you and me." She giggled and punched me in the arm.
"Oh my Hell." I groaned and punched her back. "You're a dork. Why did you go to them then? I wanted to keep you."
"I can leave them and shift back to my human version. I wouldn't have been able to do that as easily with you. You seemed kind of needy." She grinned and shrugged. I wanted to deck her, but she was correct. "Plus, there's something about them that I'm wildly attracted to. Especially Miss Evelyn."
I was wildly attracted too.
"She has two daughters," I mumbled and then grabbed my head as the headache blossomed quickly.
"Are you okay?" She gasped as I dropped to my knees.