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it as if he were discussing whether he should wear the black slacks or the blue. No more emotion than that.
    I shook my head. “I felt his life force. I was monitoring it. I knocked him for quite a loop but he’s not dead.”
    Dialle looked at me and arched one elegant black brow. “Remind me to bring a third along when I try to best you, my princess. You have certainly put the whoopass on this demon. I’m impressed.”
    I laughed shakily. Using that much power had taken it out of me and I was glad for a chance to catch my breath and firm up my knees. “You really need to stop reading bad human novels, Dialle.”
    He laughed and then turned and punched the demon hard in the stomach. Depla sat up with a gasp and then doubled over again, coughing.
    Everybody knows the quickest way to a demon’s brain is through his stomach.
    We waited until Depla retrieved his air and then Dialle placed a hand on either arm of the chair and fixed his formidable royal stare on the panting demon. “Tell me what you know about the plot, demon, or I will bring the lovely Mx. Phelps back to finish you off. Slowly.”
    Depla’s watery gaze slid to me and then quickly away. “Kin… I mean A-Ally plans to capture humans and hold them hostage until the devil king agrees to meet with him to discuss our release.”
    Dialle cocked his dark head in surprise. I watched the long, silky mass of his hair shift across broad, muscular shoulders and immediately forgot my weakened state. Licking my lips I slid my gaze down to that yummy backside and felt heat sliding downward to pool between my legs.
    Hades! I gave myself a mental slap and jerked my gaze back to the demon. Nothing kills lust like looking at a demon.
    “Are you telling me Alcott…”
    I cleared my throat.
    Dialle didn’t turn around but I saw his shoulders stiffen a bit in response to my gentle reminder. “Ally,” his voice held a smile, “only wants to entice the king to the table for talks?”
    Depla nodded enthusiastically. Either he truly believed that or he was trying really hard to pretend he did.
    Dialle stood up and turned away from Depla, looking me in the eyes as he asked the next question. “And what will he do if King Dialle refuses as he most certainly will?”
    “He will start killing the human hostages. Then he will make it look like the royals are killing them.”
    Dialle nodded, a strange smile flitting across his gorgeous face before he turned back to the demon. “And who is he working with in this questionable endeavor?”
    Depla at first tried to pretend he didn’t understand the question but when Dialle shot me a look the demon quickly regained a couple of brain cells. “The k…Ally has not shared this information directly with me…” the demon sat up straighter and his red eyes stretched wide as Dialle turned a displeased countenance on him, “but I heard him talking to another.”
    Dialle’s voice was no longer pleasant. It was apparent to everyone in that cavern that he had grown tired of playing the game. “What other?”
    “The Supreme High Witch. I heard them discussing these plans together.”
    Dialle turned to me. It appears our suspicions are correct, lovely Astra.
    I nodded, frowning. Raoul would not be pleased with this information.
    I moved toward the demon, intending to ask him a question. He jerked against his bonds so hard the chair left the floor and flew backward, dumping him on his back, feet and legs dangling in the air. “Please, Mx. Phelps, I’ve told you all I know.”
    I opened my mouth to tell him I wasn’t going to hurt him but I didn’t quite get the words out.
    Flopping around on the floor until he could see me, Depla focused earnest red eyes on my face and said, “She has a human partner I think. Another witch. That’s all I heard, I swear upon my allegiance to the demon breed.”
    My eyes flew to Dialle’s. His locked onto mine. Almost simultaneously we both shuffled our mental drawers and said, Shit!
     

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