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an ancient war against their father Dagda. As Dagda was driven by his enemies into the underworld, he’d cursed his children to be servants there under the direction of Balor.
    Balor wasn’t one of the more benevolent gods. Vicious and cold, he’d been the one to teach the MODs many of their more brutal ways.
    His cruelty to them was what had ultimately led to their turning on him and killing him by ripping out his single eye. Legend said it was his grandson Lugh who’d done the actual murder, but that’d been a lie perpetuated by the gods who didn’t want it to be common knowledge that Balor’s servants had that kind of power.
    Under a death warrant that’d been issued by the entire Tuatha Dé Danann group of gods, the MODs had been hunted to virtual extinction until Morgen had offered them refuge in her shadowy realm. Now they all lived with a tenuous pact that Varian kept waiting to see end with Morgen’s untimely death.
    Unfortunately, that hadn’t happened yet.
    Varian pushed open the heavy iron door that led to the MODs’ quarters. Since they weren’t exactly civilized and disdained even the dim light that was found here, they’d decided to live beneath Camelot, in a cold, damp hole. The stone walls oozed some effervescent green muck that smelled like rotten limes. And in true MOD form, they lived in a commune environment. Bracken was the only one of them who had private quarters. The rest fed, slept, ate, and fornicated out in the open.
    There were probably a hundred of them strewn about the open area, but only a small handfuleven bothered to look at him as they went about their business, which included eating the flesh of Adoni victims scattered about the floor.
    His stomach turned at the sight and the smell of it. One of the MOD females looked up with a speculative gleam in her eyes as he walked past. He gave her a look to let her know that he wouldn’t die easily.
    More to the point, he wouldn’t die alone.
    Licking her bloodied lips, she returned to her “dinner.”
    All in all, he had to give the MODs credit. Like the Adoni, they were beautiful. Golden and fair with wings that were black and amber, they were more akin to the angels attributed to heaven. Though their magick wasn’t as great as the Adoni, they still held enough of it to make them formidable enemies, and what they lacked in esoteric power they more than made up for in raw physical strength.
    Varian paused as he rounded the corner that led straight to Bracken’s room. He’d expected to meet the demon lord on his own terms. What he hadn’t expected was to meet Bracken while the demon was nuzzling Varian’s mother.
    That action was wrong on so many levels that he couldn’t quite sort out which one disturbed him most. One thing was certain, he’d never call that bastard Dad.
    “Am I interrupting?”
    Bracken pulled back from his mother’s neckbefore he raked Varian with a sneer. “You are ever a pain in my ass.”
    “Good. I’ve spent the whole of my life aspiring to hemorrhoid status. Nice to know I’ve finally attained it.”
    Bracken’s black eyes flashed red at the same time his mouth opened like a snake’s to show a row of jagged teeth. His skin mottled from tawny to reptilian brown, then as soon as it appeared, he brought his anger under control and returned to his more aesthetic being.
    Varian still couldn’t keep his lip from curling at the fact that his mother could cuddle up to something so repugnant. “Nice trick. Bet you’re hell on the other contestants at a freak party contest, huh?”
    Bracken would have attacked him had his mother not put herself between them.
    “He’s only trying to get under your skin, Bracken. Ignore him.”
    Bracken’s eyes flickered in the dim light. “If you want to keep him breathing, Narishka, you’d best get him out of my domain.”
    Varian eyed him without fear. “Tell me what I want to know, and I’ll be out of here so fast, I’ll leave a vapor trail.”
    “And that