Incubus Charms by Sarina Dorie

Author:Sarina Dorie [Dorie, Sarina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amazon.com
Published: 2020-03-11T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

The Devil You Know

“Who’s this?” Abigail asked.

Lucifer kept his voice low, a warning in his tone to communicate danger, even though he didn’t speak the words out loud. “This is MacCoinneach. He’s a Fae who lives in the forest.”

The leshi stalked closer. Lucifer put up a hand, and the creature stopped.

“You’ve brought her here to meet me so that I’ll give you my tears for your spell?” MacCoinneach asked.

Abigail tugged on his sleeve. “What spell?”

“The blanket.” He could understand why MacCoinneach would think bringing her to the forest would be part of that bargain. He didn’t want to refuse the leshi if this was the only chance to collect those tears. On the other hand, he didn’t want MacCoinneach near her. Lucifer wasn’t convinced MacCoinneach was evil and behind the deaths of Kelsie’s brothers, but he hadn’t ascertained that he was safe yet.

MacCoinneach stepped forward again.

“No. Stay where you are.” Lucifer shifted to the side, guiding Abigail toward the path. “How coincidental you just happened upon us when Abigail came to visit. You haven’t been spying on me again, is it?”

“Clarissa says it isn’t polite to spy on people,” Abigail said.

“I know. I just wanted to see you. It’s very lonely in the forest by myself.” MacCoinneach’s shoulders hunched like a guilty child. “I’m sorry if I’ve behaved badly. You will let me talk with Abby, though, will you not? I’ll grant you the boon you requested if you do.”

Lucifer needed to talk to MacCoinneach alone, without Abigail, so they wouldn’t scare her. Or he might have to send the Fae away so he wouldn’t hurt her. But if he did, Lucifer wouldn’t get those tears for her blanket.

Lucifer didn’t take his eyes off the leshi. “Abby, go back to the cottage and fetch something for me. I have a bottle in my drawer in the dresser. It’s very small. You know which drawer is mine?”

Her fingers dug into his arm. “Yes. I remember.”

“Get the bottle for me. If anyone asks you why, just say it’s for the blanket. Don’t tell anyone—especially Kelsie—about MacCoinneach.”

“Why?” she asked.

“Because I said so.”

“But why?” Her tone was curious rather than snotty.

It didn’t vex Lucifer any less.

MacCoinneach crouched down in the brush, almost blending in. “Because Kelsie doesn’t like leshi. She wants to kill me.”

“Kelsie is nice,” Abigail said. “She wouldn’t want to hurt anyone.”

“A leshi killed her little brother and sister. She has a . . . prejudice against them.” Lucifer wasn’t entirely sure her prejudice was unwarranted, but he wasn’t going to tempt her. “Will you go to the cottage for me? And not say a word to Kelsie?”

“Okay.” She scrambled onto the path and ran off.

Lucifer listened to her feet thud against the path, but he didn’t take his eyes off MacCoinneach. With any luck, Clarissa would derail Abigail and tell her it was time to leave.

“You still don’t trust me?” the leshi asked.

“I don’t know you. It isn’t safe to trust strangers.”

“I suppose that’s true.” MacCoinneach wrapped his arms around his knees.

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