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Don’t come near him, witch.

I gasped when Ash pulled me back as mosquitoes dove at us. “He’s sick.” I struggled to break free of Ash’s grip. “He needs a healer.”

He will heal on his own, Radnor answered me through thought.

“Ash,” I pleaded, fighting against my mate’s iron-clad grip. “Let me go.”

“Into the arms of a demon,” he answered, his voice a dark rumble. “I don’t think so.”

Did you hear me, witch? Radnor crouched in front of me, the steam from his nostrils making me gag. What do you think will happen if his demon infects you?

“He won’t,” I argued, crying out when Ash wrapped his arms tighter around me.

“Tari.” Ash refused to break his grip of iron as he lifted me off the ground and took several steps back. “We can’t trust him while he’s demon possessed.”

“No.” Tears stung the backs of my eyes as a sob escaped me. “We can’t turn our backs on him.”

“Anya,” Helian called, his eyes misty as he reached toward me, “stay away from me.”

The fight rolled out of me, the venom from his words searing my veins as I surrendered in Ash’s arms.

“Helian.” I struggled to speak around the knot in my throat. “I trust you.”

He sat up, his shoulders stooped as he hung his head in his hands. “But I don’t trust my demon not to hurt you and the baby.”

Ash released me like I was a bag of hot coals. “Baby?” His voice was a thunderous rumble.

Ignoring the accusation in Ash’s voice, I turned my gaze to Helian. “You knew?”

Helian frowned, the circles under his eyes darkening. “Selig told me.”

“You’re pregnant?”

The accusatory look Ash gave me would’ve made a lesser witch cower. I wouldn’t apologize for that magical week I’d spent in Helian’s arms. After all, Helian was also my fated mate. I placed a protective hand on my womb and turned up my chin. “I am.”

“Tari!” Finn charged me in a blur. I wasn’t prepared for Finn to sweep me into his arms, or the big, sloppy kiss he planted on my cheek, but I certainly appreciated his support. I clung to his neck, thanking him after he gently set me down, treating me like a fragile egg.

“Keep her away from me.” Helian waved toward us with a groan. “Anya, I’m so sorry for everything. If I can find a way to rid myself of this demon, I will be a better mate to you...” He cast a look of longing at Ash and Finn. “And a better brother.”

Emotion threatened to cut off my words, determination solidifying my veins. “I swear I will find a way to get that demon out of you.”

“There is a way,” Shiri said.

I turned a pleading gaze on my sister. “How?”

She thoughtfully tapped her chin. “I can force the demon out of him, but we will need a vessel.”

A wellspring of hope bubbled in my chest as I eagerly grasped her arm. “What kind of vessel?”

She frowned. “I’m not sure, but we’ll find out.”

“We need to bind him,” Ash grumbled behind us.

I spun on him with a glare, wanting to argue, but damn him, he was right. If Helian didn’t trust himself to control his demon, what choice did we have? I just didn’t appreciate the eagerness in Ash’s eyes when he pulled a rope from his satchel.

“Can you at least give him something to wear?” I asked Ash as he brushed past me without a second glance.

“And food and water would be nice,” Helian added.

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