returned to her knees, bowing her head as she waited for the brutal pain to dissipate. âHow much of a head start does he have on me?â
âThree days.â
Jaelyn grimaced. For her it had only been two hours since Ariyal had disappeared.
Damned mists.
âDo you know ...â She swallowed her question, and almost her tongue, as there was a loud pop and a small demon who looked nearly identical to Siljar made a sudden appearance, standing at the side of the older woman. âHoly crap!â
Siljar motioned to the familiar woman with the heart-shaped face and long gold hair that was pulled into a braid.
âThis is Yannah, my daughter.â
âYeah, weâve met.â Jaelyn returned to her feet, her gaze never leaving the tiny demon who had helped Ariyal hold Jaelyn captive while they were in the Russian caves. âBut at the time I thought she was a spirit that Ariyal conjured.â
âSuch a yummy fairy.â Yannah heaved a dreamy sigh. âHow could I resist?â
Jaelyn blinked. Good ... God.
Did Ariyal have this sort of effect on every female he met?
No wonder he was such an arrogant SOB.
âYes, she can be quite naughty,â Siljar gently chided. âBut she will be able to assist you.â
Naughty? That wasnât the word Jaelyn would have used. But then again, sheâd already pissed off Siljar more than was healthy. She wasnât about to insult her daughter.
âI welcome any assistance she can offer,â she instead muttered.
Yep. Just call her Queen of Diplomats.
âShe will take you to Ariyal,â Siljar informed her. âShe will also be the one who will be responsible for contacting you to retrieve the information you have gathered.â
Jaelyn made one last bid for escape. âThere are others who are trained in the arts of espionage... .â
âYou have been chosen, Jaelyn,â Siljar pronounced, her expression unyielding.
If Jaelyn could have sighed, she would have. Instead she gave a grudging nod.
âSo, Iâm to spy on Ariyal and report my findings to Yannah?â
âIt is more than keeping track of his movements,â Siljar corrected.
âMore?â
âWe must know the contents of his heart.â
Jaelyn frowned. âI can sense the souls of humans, but Iâm not an empath who is capable of reading demons.â
Siljar shrugged. âRemain close enough and youâll be capable of detecting the taint of the Dark Lord.â
For no logical reason, Jaelyn found herself annoyed by the Oracleâs words.
âI donât like the bastard, but I can assure you that he hasnât been infected,â she growled. âHeâs determined to sacrifice the missing child rather than allow his evil master to be reborn.â
âThat is his plan for the moment,â Siljar agreed. âIt is vital that he is not swayed into ...â
âSwitching teams,â Yannah finished for her.
Siljar smiled and patted her daughter on the head. As if sheâd just performed a remarkable trick.
âYes. Switching teams.â
Jaelyn understood their concern. Ariyal had admitted that he feared the Sylvermyst might be susceptible to the Dark Lordâs influence. And obviously Tearloch had already fallen victim to the madness.
But that didnât make her the best choice to fulfill the contract.
In fact, she was fairly certain she was the last person who should be taking on the delicate task.
She wasnât subtle, or sneaky, and she sure the hell wasnât tactful.
She was a Hunter who knew how to track and kill.
End of story.
âThereâs no guarantee that heâll let me stay with him,â she warned.
For some reason her muttered words made Siljar chuckle. âIâm confident in your ability to convince him, my dear,â she assured her, turning her attention to the tiny demon at her side. âAre you ready, Yannah?â
The younger demon appeared