Death Wish (Alexa O'Brien, Huntress #5)(107)

I had just begun to discover the source of my power and what it might mean to those that opposed me. Lilah hadn’t been seen since that night at Shya’s. Jez said there had been no sign of her around the office. She had gone off somewhere to lick her wounds and regroup. Powerless or not, a demon of her caliber wouldn’t be gone for long. At least, not long enough.

Kale was still missing. Try as I might, my search was beginning to seem futile. Brogan’s second locator spell had failed as well. I didn’t even know if he was alive, though I couldn’t shake the deep-rooted sense that he was. Somewhere.

I had meant what I said to Shya. I wouldn’t be doing his dirty work anymore. Somehow, I would find a way to not only avoid delivering him the dreamwalker he sought but also keep him from getting his hands on one.

I thought often of the dreamwalker that the demon had killed in front of me. He was just a kid, a nameless one at that. Nobody deserved that kind of fate. I wanted to help people, those with power who so easily fell prey to monsters like Shya or the FPA. It wouldn’t be easy, particularly with the demon’s sigil on my arm.

I rose and wiped the grass and dirt from my hands. I was feeling good about my decision. We returned to the front yard where the agent stood chatting on her cell phone. She quickly ended the call at my arrival and smiled expectantly.

Clinging to the past was easy; letting go was hard. I had to move forward. This house was the right place to start.

I held out a hand and sucked in a deep breath. Here goes nothing. “I’ll take it.”