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When a second female nearly swung at me with some strange-looking flaming bat, I growled. “Get out of my way and let me handle this.”

But as I stepped through the crowd and looked out through the gate, I saw it wasn’t just a few Minotaurs and Manticores coming this way.

There were Centaurs, too.

Several Banshees.

Two Nagas.

And a fucking Sea Dragon.

What the fuck is going on?I wondered, my eyes widening as an Unseelie joined in the fun.

We’re under attack, Ajax returned.And they’re not coming from the prison, Az.

A portal door opened nearby, the power touching my senses and confirming Ajax’s assessment.This is definitely Vivaxia’s doing,I told him.

Not that I needed to.

We both knew what was happening here—another spell. Only this one was impacting all of the incoming Nightmare Fae.

And turning them feral.

I could see it in their expressions as they charged forward, their gazes set on the brides behind me.

They’re going to destroy everyone here, I told Ajax.

They’re going to have to get through us first,he replied.

Indeed. I crouched, ready. But already I knew there were too many for us to take on alone. And there were more coming.

The brides were going to have to fight. Some of the nearby Hell Fae, too. Assuming Vivaxia’s spell didn’t infect them first.

Fires. We needed Typhos, and we needed him right fucking now. “Who can teleport?” I demanded, my focus on the approaching Nightmare Fae while my words were for the candidates and lingering Hell Fae nearby.

A chorus of affirmations met my ears.

“All of you go to the Hell Fae Palace in the Hell Fae Kingdom. And shout for Lucifer.” I didn’t look to make sure they adhered to my command.

Someone would listen.

Hopefully more than a single person.

And hopefully they would be able to reach the Hell Fae Kingdom.

Because who the fuck knew what kind of spell Vivaxia had woven over this paradigm? Whatever it was, I hoped Typhos would feel it.And soon…

CHAPTER 20

CAMI

Several Minutes Earlier

“Gold ribbons?” Lucifer repeated, arching a brow at Melek. “I thought you wanted to use red rope.”

“Only when it’s a gift for you, my king,” Melek purred back at him. “This is for me.”

“And what do I get in return for thisoffer, hmm?”