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he assessed their situation. From behind, Lili had stabbed one of wave three through the heart. Her blade was stuck in the Fae’s back and as she tugged ineffectively at its handle, another Fae crept up behind her with another electrical pulse weapon. While the electrical pulse would only incapacitate Gaap, it would kill Lili.
    Gaap threw the remaining three darts in quick succession, nailing the final two of the second wave and one of the third.
    “Lili,” he shouted. She looked up frantically, her booted foot was planted on the Fae’s shoulder and her hands tugged on the hilt of her knife. “Duck.”
    She obeyed and dropped to the ground as Gaap launched himself toward the remaining assassin.
    The Fae tried to adjust his trajectory but he’d been aiming for Lili and couldn’t correct fast enough. Gaap’s booted feet struck the male in the chest and rammed him to the ground. Gaap barrel-rolled over his shoulder and came up facing the final assassin.
    Blood ran down his breeches from the nicks of their weapons. He could only hope the damn Fae hadn’t struck anything vital. He reached into the pocket of his cloak and realized that the remainder of his weapons had fallen out when he’d launched himself to save Lili.
    Pretty damn stupid to be defeated this way.
    “Who sent you?”
    The Fae sneered, taking his time as he stalked toward Gaap with a look of total disgust on his face. Gaap saw Lili rise from behind the Fae and push the hair from her face.
    “We will return you to the depths of Hell where you belong.” The remaining Fir Bolg raised his arm to deliver the death strike.
    And Gaap subtly shifted so he could leap out of the way.
    But before Gaap could move, a look of complete surprise replaced the sneer. Eyebrows raised, mouth rounded in an O, the Fae assassin fell forward and landed on the soft dewy grass of the clearing with a thud.
    A jeweled dagger, precisely thrown to maximize damage, protruded from the Fae’s back.
    Lili swayed. Her hair was a tangle of curls and a smear of blood desecrated one pale cheek. Her gaze was glassy as she stared at the jeweled hilt of her knife sticking out of the Fae’s back.
    Gaap stared down at the dead assassin. “Not today.”

Chapter TEN
    Blood stained the ground and ran in rivulets through the once serene clearing.
    Lili’s brain refused to process what had just happened. Gods, she wanted to fall to the ground and throw up. The coppery scent of blood and rolling waves of violence still lingered. Even the forest animals continued to stay quiet.
    “Oh my Gods, you’re bleeding.” Lili glanced around frantically. They really needed to get out of here before someone else attacked.
    The thick metallic scent filled her nostrils and made breathing difficult. She ripped a strip of cloth from the hem of her cloak. Her favorite cloak. But she realized after the first group attacked that the assault had not been random. Those Fae had come here for Gaap. And she had lead him right into the clearing.
    A question nagged at her.
    How had they known? Or were they just waiting for someone to appear?
    The way the final one had spoken. The one she’d--
    “We need to get out of here before they awake.”
    “Awake?”
    “They aren’t dead.” He glanced at a couple of their attackers. “Not all of them anyway.”
    They weren’t dead?
    He leaned down and grasped the hilt of the jeweled dagger that had been a present from Brian right before he’d died. Back when her obsession with weapons had been merely an idiosyncrasy rather than a necessary tool for survival.
    Gaap wiped the bloody blade on the grass and then tucked the dagger into a belt loop. He scooped up the throwing stars and secreted them away in another concealed pocket.
    Lili ran up to Gaap. He tensed in a way that told her he was bracing for attack. From her. “You don’t--I wouldn’t--”
    She was at a loss as to what to say. But she knew better than to get too close to him. She’d watched him destroy his