Anger grated along the edges of her fracturing heart. Seeing Derrah’s little angelic face peering up at her, the welling tears finally breaking free, begged Jaelyn for many things. Comfort. Protection. Freedom. And although she intended to fulfill all those wishes, she couldn’t get past the black leather gag firmly belted across the young girl’s mouth.
While not visible to the naked eye, yet being the sort of demon she was, Jaelyn could see the subtle trace of runes, their golden symbols fading in and out of sight. Derrah had been magically bound, as she had been. The Devil had been camping in Levi and Nevaeh’s den, learning about his enemy, and with that, knowing Derrah’s supersonic abilities.
Reaching out, Jaelyn invited the little girl to her arms. Without hesitation, Derrah wobbled t
