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    Only the Medb queen could make that trade.  
    Anyone else caught sharing just one Noirre spell outside the Medb coven would die in a truly painful way.  
    But offering to share Noirre would convince any other dark coven that he had turned his back on the Medb, and then his army of demons would give him power within the coven.  
    He would rule others for once.  
    And he had the perfect witch in mind who would give him an introduction to the Sterling coven. All he had to do was manufacture evidence that Adrianna Lafontaine was behind the glamoured demon trolls. With just the right proof, he’d be able to blackmail her into helping him, because no one but a fool believed a dark witch would really help VIPER.  
     
    Chapter 6  
     
    Evalle had been enjoying the last of her hike down the mountain trail with Storm until a witch appeared in front of her.  
    Sixty seconds ago, she’d been smiling over Storm’s not-so-subtle admission that he wanted to make love to her and wasn’t above making that happen right here in the woods.    
    Since Evalle wasn’t into public sex, and her apartment was seventeen miles away in downtown Atlanta, she was in a hurry.  
    Adrianna stood where the trail ended, across the street from a parking lot. Evalle gave Adrianna the evil eye and the witch smirked, damn her.  
    “Glad to see you’re in one piece,” Adrianna said as Evalle and Storm stopped beside her. They stood on a sidewalk that ran parallel with the road around this side of the mountain. In daytime, this place was busy with locals wanting to hike up the back side of Stone Mountain.  
    The Sterling witch struck her usual pose, hands clasped together in front of her, everything proper and precise no matter what she was doing.  
    Evalle told Adrianna, “Thanks for telling Storm where I was.”  
    “Like I was going to deny someone who turned into a crazy man when he heard you were off on your own?”  
    Evalle slashed a look at Storm, who neither acknowledged nor denied Adrianna’s claim. But everything in that face had shut down. Where had her teasing Skinwalker gone—the one who’d surprised her by switching the mood from upset and frustrated to urgent and wanting in no more than a heartbeat?  
    She had a sinking suspicion that seeing Adrianna reminded Storm of just how close Evalle had come to dying.  
    Adrianna must have picked up on the unease rippling through the air, because she moved ahead. “Since we’re rarely all three together at one time without others around and time is becoming an issue, I want to talk about our deal.”  
    “How about after we get some sleep,” Storm said, making it clear he was not up for an argument. He reached over and tugged Evalle to him, kissing her hair. “She’s whipped.”  
    Evalle started to protest, but she’d rather talk later, too. Still, her new witch friend had said she was on a tight timeline.  
    Storm’s suggestion failed to faze Adrianna. “I didn’t delay in helping after Sen smashed your jaguar body on a brick wall and your spirit guide asked me to hide you until you healed. Nor did I put off Evalle when she needed help locating you in Mitnal.”  
    “You’re right, but just to be clear, I’m not feeling uber appreciative about your sending her into demon hell,” Storm muttered.  
    Adrianna’s calm countenance shifted into the first signs of anger. “Maybe we should have left you there.”  
    “No, we shouldn’t have,” Evalle said and lifted a hand to halt Adrianna. The witch rarely showed any reaction, but she was just as testy as Storm. Evalle got why Storm was, but not Adrianna’s reason.  
    Evalle turned to Storm. “She is right. We should find out what she needs and pay our debt.”  
    Storm wiped a hand over his eyes and mouth. “Yes, we should. Sorry, Adrianna. There never seems to be the perfect time to do anything and I didn’t mean to sound as if I wouldn’t make good on our agreement. I appreciate all you’ve