Demon's Revenge (High Demon Series #5) by Connie Suttle Read Free Book Online Page B

But she may move to the Light Side."
    "Do you mean to tell me that you won't have any control over Reah if that happens?" Jayd was incredulous.
    "That is what it means," Neeki nodded. "Teeki and I will try to prevent, but we can only do so much. We wewn. much. re told to help, not interfere."
    "She has no money," Teeg said. "She can't get far without it."
    "You think to hold her back that way?" Nefrigar was now staring at Teeg. "I am not without resources. I will see she has as much as she needs."
    "Why are you assisting her now? I don't understand this." Teeg tossed up a hand in frustration.
    "The question is, why aren't you assisting her now? She has a legitimate reason for leaving, don't you think?"
    "Neeki?" Another black-skinned male appeared, who looked exactly like Neeki.
    "Teeki, the little female has run away. I could not keep her in the healing sleep," Neeki sighed mournfully.
    "I feared it could come to this." Teeki nodded at his twin.
    "You can all stop worrying, I sent mindspeech. She's safe at the moment." Rylend Morphis folded in beside Gavril. He never called his brother Teeg unless they were in the presence of someone who didn't know already.
    "Where is she?" Jayd demanded.
    "I promised I wouldn't tell. She'll be back tomorrow night for the claiming, but she's leaving right after to work that special project for Lendill. I wanted to let you know, Gav, that I volunteered to work the investigation with her. You owe me vacation, after all."
    "She answered your mindspeech?" Gavril stared at his brother.
    "Yes. Did you try to contact her?"
    "No. I didn't think she'd answer."
    "Next time don't assume that, all right? She got back with me right away."
    "But she's not pissed at you."
    "True."
    "Are you going to tell us where she is?" Jayd was angry.
    "No. I promised. You'll have to haul in the harvest yourself."
    "We're working on it," Garde grumbled. He was grumbling because some of the help he'd brought in had stacked the fruit too deeply in packing boxes, crushing the bottom layers. Half of what the new crews hauled in was ruined.
    "My work is done, here," Ry held out his hands and disappeared.
    * * *
    "You're packing, Master Rylend?" Dee lifted an eyebrow at Ry, who was so handsome he hurt. Women fell over themselves, offering their charms and anything else in order to get Rylend Morphis to notice them. Ry treated them with polite coolness, much of the time. Ry, resembling his father greatly, had dark hair and eyes, sculpted lips that could make almost any woman swoon if they smiled even a little, a beautiful nose and well-shaped eyebrows that quirked a bit if something interested him. Nowadays, that wasn't much. He was also a strong and talented warlock, his power and ability only improving over the years. He still worked with his father at times, although he'd never stepped onto Karathian soil after renouncing his citizenship. Wylend knew of Ry's progress. Ry knew that Wylend knew and didn't care.
    "Dee, I offered to help Reah track a missing agent for the ASD. Gav can do without me for a couple of weeks, don't you think? Nothing important is coming up in the near future. Nobody needs their nose wiped or theikiniped orr tears dried. Not that can't wait, anyway."
    "You're equating some of the Campiaan Alliance leaders with children?"
    "I sometimes offer them ice cream if they'll stop screaming and behave."
    "You jest."
    "Dee, do you know how many five-gallon drums of Niff's ice cream I've transported to this palace or that state house? Do you? I've even taken cakes that Reah's made along with the ice cream a time or two, although I hate asking Reah for that, she's so busy all the time."
    "Am I wrong in assuming those days are over for our Reah?"
    "I hope so." Ry closed his second bag with a sigh. "I thought they were going to drive her into the ground. And I have to tell you that if someone who was part of my family insisted that my children be raised apart from me, so, in their words, they could have a better