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the last place I heard they were looking for him. Judging by Tazreel’s lack of smug excitement, I’m going to assume they still haven’t found him, but I’m hoping it’s only a matter of time.

Exactly ten minutes later, Nefta and Tazreel pop into the room, and I try not to laugh as Nefta immediately springs for the last armchair available. Tazreel takes one look around, and I swear his eye twitches. He takes a deep breath, as if he’s trying to center himself, and I look over and see Echo trying not to laugh. He walks over to the fainting couch stiffly, but then like he thinks better of it, he chooses to keep standing instead.

“Lucifer and the Armies of Hell have found Morax,” he announces, like it’s an everyday thing and not at all worthy of throwing a fucking Hell orgy for.

“They got him?” I ask with rapt excitement, hope surging in my chest.

“Where?” Iceman asks at the same time that Nefta declares, “Where is he? I want to purge him myself!”

Tazreel holds up a finger, and we all take a breath and wait. “He got away.”

Groans and outrage fill the room immediately. How slippery is this fucker? Do snakes have nine lives too? Because I swear, he gets out of the most impossible situations.

“I know it’s not the win we were hoping for, but it has proven very fruitful. We recovered a lot of tech and journals that will help us figure out what his next move might be, and then we can catch him once and for all. Aside from Delta’s name popping up in various places, we also recovered another name,” Taz tells us. “Medley. At least, we think it’s a name. It could possibly be something else, some other kind of clue. We’re looking into all possibilities right now, but it seems his focus moved from hunting Delta to whatever this ‘Medley’ is. Probably because he’s realized Delta is too well protected now.”

I can’t help but feel a whoosh of relief at that. The guys are constantly taking shifts to watch the portal and the mansion, all of us on edge that Morax would try something again. I’d love to believe that he’s going to leave me alone for now, but I can’t help but wonder what it is he’s moved on to, and if it’s something worse.

I try to think if the name Medley rings any kind of bell, but I’ve got nothing. I look to the guys, who seem to be doing the same thing as me, but they seem just as clueless. And then over to Nefta. She’s gone white as a ghost.

“What’s wrong?” I demand, panic pushing through me at the look on her face.

She swallows, and every eye in the room is suddenly on her. Nefta looks from me to Taz and then slightly shakes her head. She pushes out of her seat and runs her fingers through her purple hair, pulling at the strands in frustration.

“Fuck!” she screams out suddenly, making me jump. The rage I hear in her tone shocks me.

“Nefta...what’s going on?” I ask with growing dread that’s creeping through my gut like a vine.

“How the fuck did he find her?” she demands, but it’s clear the question isn’t posed to anyone but herself.

My brows pull together. “Find who?”

“He must have followed me...” she mumbles as she starts to pace around the room, all of our gazes locked on her. “That has to be it.”

“Who’s her? Medley? So it is a name? It’s a person?” I demand, not liking whatever it is that’s upsetting Nefta so much.

She stops her pacing and turns to me, sorrow, anger, and something akin to regret shining in her Concord colored eyes.

“Yes,” she admits, swallowing hard as her wings flare out behind her. “Medley...is your sister. And my guess is that Morax is going to go after her just like he did with you.”

I stare at Nefta blankly as the word sister sinks in.

Well, fuck.

End of Book Two

Hellgate Guardian Series

Rapid-Release Schedule

Book 1: June 8th

Grave Mistakes

Book 2: June 22nd

Grave Consequences

Book 3: July 6th

Grave Decisions

Book 4: July 20th

Grave Signs

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Conveniently Convicted

Dystopian Romantic Comedy Standalone

April’s Fools

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The Lost Sentinel

The Lost and the Chosen

Awakened and Betrayed

The Marked and the Broken

Found and Forged

Shadowed Wings

The Hidden

The Avowed

The Reclamation

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