Esther wanted to protest, but doubted Malachi would believe her. She was fine. There was nothing wrong with her that wouldn’t be fixed by dealing with Elvera. Once that demon had her ties severed to all existence, everything would be fine. Yawning, she put the dagger away. She was too exhausted from the wine Elvera had given her.
Malachi slipped an arm around her shoulders and drew her close. “Sleep. We’ll figure out what to do after we’ve slept.”
She started to argue, changing her mind and sinking against him instead. “A bed would be good.” She closed her eyes. Although she had to admit, snuggling up to Malachi was nice.
Esther had no memory of falling asleep, but when the vehicle coming to a stop woke her, she guessed that at some stage she must have. Blinking she straightened, pullin
