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I remembered something about a coin and portal and …
All right, there was something I wanted to know. “So, you’re a witch?”
Lacey took a sip of her coffee and nodded. “Half demon, half witch.”
“What coven?”
“A very old, and reclusive coven that doesn’t like to get mixed up with the rest of the supernatural world.”
I frowned. “But here you are, helping an angel.”
“Well, they don’t need to know everything I do, or don’t do.” She winked at me, flashing me a wide, bright smile. Damn, she was as beautiful as her brother. Seeing the two side-by-side was unsettling.
The fact that she didn’t tell me which coven she was from didn’t escape me. These reclusive witches didn’t want to be found.
“I don’t think I’ve heard of many witches with healing gifts,” I said.
“It’s rare, especially in my coven,” she said, looking uncomfortable. Averting her gaze, she stood and threw her empty cup in the trash can under the desk. “So, what’s the plan now?”
“You’re going back to your coven, and we’ll continue our road trip.” Levi stood up too and grabbed the empty food packets from the bed.
“I left a letter to my mentor. I told her I won’t be back for a few days. I can tag along for now.”
Levi shook his head. “No way in hell.”
I frowned. What was so bad about her joining us? A half demon, half witch going after my wings with us? Another magical being on our side. Because, really, with me so powerless, our odds of defeating whoever was holding my wings was meager.
I stood. “Why not? You should come.”
Lacey beamed, looking younger. If I was twenty-three, Levi looked like twenty-seven, maybe twenty-eight, she had to be nineteen, at most. I had been through a lot by the time I was nineteen, and I knew many impressive fae, witches, and whatnot who at nineteen led supernaturals through war.
I glanced from a happy Lacey to a miserable Levi. His hands were clean, and his clothes crisp. I was sure he had taken a shower and changed sometime during the night.
I wanted to be clean too.
I found my duffel bag on the desk. “But before we go, I want a shower and to change into clean clothes.”
9
“The angels have seen it,” Levi said as he used his phone to rent a different car. “Plus, my Ferrari is a two-seater. We wouldn’t all fit in it.”
So, he left his Ferrari behind at the inn, where according to him, his demons would come to pick it up, and we got a Range Rover from the nearest rental place.
Lacey used her magic to make the guy forget we were there and that we had rented the car. If the angels came looking, they would see the car had been rented by an old guy to take his family for a road trip along the east coast.
On the other side of the country from our destination.
Once we were settled in the car—Levi driving, me in the passenger seat, though I had insisted on sitting in the back, and Lacey behind her brother—I grabbed the small vial of potion and drank half a dose.
The damn thing was almost empty and this trip was already taking longer than I had expected.
“Shit,” I muttered under my breath.
“What?” Lacey scooted closer to the front seat.
“This potion.” I showed her the almost empty vial. Levi glanced at it for half a second before returning his attention to the road. I sighed. “Ever since I lost my magic, the angels have been able to see my aura and find me. Thankfully, I found a witch who could make me potions to act as an aura suppressant. But the main ingredient, Mage Bloom, is rare and expensive and she hasn’t been able to get enough of it.”
“That’s why they found you at the gas station,” Levi said.
