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gnarled trunk of a particularly enormous tree, arms crossed over his chest. But something in his casual stance warned Lili.
    She started to ask what was wrong.
    The tingle at the back of her neck warned her. She decided that getting her knife was a higher priority than talking.
    The Fir Bolg, Fae assassins, swarmed the clearing.
    Oh hell no. Lili’s heart thudded in her chest. She refused to be a victim again. She refused to be afraid. The handle of the knife was cold and resolute in her hand. She brandished the blade with intent, more than ready to defend herself.
    But they paid her no mind. The ten assassins converged on Gaap.

Chapter NINE
    Gaap had hoped he was wrong about Lili and the trap.
    But as the mob of Fir Bolg poured into the clearing and headed straight for him, he knew he’d been right. She’d been the bait.
    Dammit.
    The intensity of his disappointment felt out of proportion to the length of their interaction. He really should have fucked her one more time before coming out here. But he’d wanted to take his time. Rather than a quick screw against a rock wall, he’d wanted to spend hours exploring her body and making her explode with passion.
    Oh well.
    He gripped his blade sure and steady in his right hand as he anticipated the imminent attack.
    The Fir Bolg tended to be deceptively short. Their muscular, wiry bodies had a lower center of gravity than the larger Demons. Although they lacked the body mass of Demons, they were designed for easy evasion and quick reaction.
    The trunk of the tree he’d chosen for his defensive position was thick enough that no one could reach him from behind it. The position limited the points of access from his enemy.
    Gaap counted nine.
    Plus Lili.
    It was really going to piss him off when he had to kill her.
    The Fae broke into groups, like a well-trained regiment. The first wave of three came at him in a rush. No one spoke. The silence in the clearing was broken only by the rush of wind through the canopy of leaves and the babble of the creek on the other side. It was as if all the other forest creatures realized violence was afoot and crawled into their lairs to wait out the battle.
    Gaap swung his right arm in an arc. Their gazes were so intent on the sweep of his knife hand, they ignored his left.
    In quick succession with small jerks of his wrist, he launched the iron throwing stars into their guts. Although iron could be deadly to the Fae, a very precise hit was needed in order to stop them permanently. Blood from their wounds spurted onto the ground and into the air. The red lifeforce flowed around the bodies and slicked the ground.
    The first wave fell.
    The second group paused their attack.
    In the instant they checked on their comrades, Gaap removed five poisoned darts from the pocket of his clock. He cursed the fact that he’d only had the few iron stars. The Fae would tread more carefully now that the first wave was down, and their wariness would make them harder to kill.
    An unearthly yell distracted him as Lili charged the third line of defense. With her arm raised above her head, she raced toward the third wave with a wicked look of hatred etched on her face.
    Surprise made him hesitate, which cost him.
    The bulky leader of the second wave had a trick of his own. He used an electric shock pulse to pierce the spot where Gaap’s tunic met his breeches.
    Extremely difficult area to target and hit accurately.
    The jolt of electricity momentarily fried his entire magickal system, rendering him null for precious seconds and cutting down his time to counterattack effectively.
    If he didn’t dispose of these Fae assholes quickly, he was going to be unconscious while his body repaired. He threw the first dart.
    And hit the intended target, the leader of wave two.
    His preternatural ability to sense danger kicked in and instinctively he tossed the next dart up.
    The Fae hanging from the branch above him fell on top of the pile of his first attackers.
    In a glance,