Chapters (65)
- Cover
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
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“I don’t have to justify anything, Amber. We made you. You belong to us. We have every right to eat you.”
“Yeah? Take a bite.”
“The time for that has passed, as you well know.”
“Then why are you here? The Hounds aren’t chasing you, they’re chasing me. Why aren’t you hiding under a rock somewhere?”
“Because we are Lamonts,” said her father from behind her. An involuntary groan escaped Amber’s lips. “We do not hide for long,” Bill continued, walking up to join them. “We do not cower. We’re always looking for the next opportunity.”
Amber looked at her parents, and she just knew. “You’re working with the Hounds.”
Betty fixed her hair, then traced her fingers over her horns. “The Shining Demon reached out to us. Who were we to say no to Astaroth, Duke of Hell?”
“What’d he offer you? A new deal?”
“The absolution of old debts,” said Bill.
“Providing you hand me over.”
He shrugged. “Naturally.”
Amber’s hands were still sticky with Milo’s blood. If she allowed herself to be taken away, he was a dead man. “How about something more?”
“No bargaining,” said Bill. “You’ve got nothing to offer us that we’d be interested in.”
“How about power? Would you be interested in power?”
Bill’s smile revealed his fangs. “What do you know about power, Amber?”
“The Shining Demon has a brother, did you know that? Naberius. He tried to betray Astaroth, but Astaroth turned the tables, and now Naberius is in chains. Didn’t you even ask why this town makes you shift, or how they’ve constructed the barrier?”
Betty frowned. “The brother’s power is being tapped.”
Amber nodded. “Naberius, yes. I can take you to him.”
“Revert. I can’t tell if you’re lying when you look like this.”
Amber hesitated, then reverted. She moaned as the pain swept in, but resisted the urge to curl into a ball.
“You’ve seen him?” Betty asked. “This Naberius?”
“No,” Amber said, her voice quieter. She hated how meek she was, wearing her ugly old face. “But I know where he is and I know how to get there.”
“Tell us.”
She shook her head. “I’ll show you.”
“Tell us or we’ll kill your little friend,” Betty said.
Amber glanced at Kelly’s unconscious form. “He’s in an underground cell,” she said, “but you need a special key to get in. I have one – I took it from Dacre Shanks.”
“Hand it over.”
“It’s in Milo’s car,” said Amber. “In the impound lot. I’ll take you to it, I’ll give you the key, and you let us go. When you release Naberius, I’m sure he’ll grant you whatever you ask.”