Chapter 30: DemonsConal and I gaped at Epi with remarkably similar expressions. Complete disbelief.
“What did you say?” Conal growled.
“A demon.” Epi looked up from what he was doing and pushed his glasses further up his bulbous nose. “Nothing too difficult to begin with. Perhaps a simple Valafar. Something that is difficult for you to kill, but easy for me to return to its Otherworld origins if it should get out of control.”
“Well, that's certainly comforting,” Conal groaned, gritting his teeth against the burn of the Hjördis on his skin. “Are you nearly finished, Charlotte?”
“Yes.” I drew the Hjördis away and blinked away the tears that brimmed against my eyelashes. “I'm so sorry.”
Conal hugged me. “It's not your fault, Sugar.” The dirty look he threw at Epi left no doubt, who Conal
