Daemon stared at the note on the counter with a mounting sense of foreboding. In his brother’s messy scrawl, it read simply,
Daemon,
Get your ass over here as soon as you can.
Lucivar
And Daemon had a vague suspicion he knew what this was about. “Jaenelle?”
She poked her head out of the bathroom, looking wet and tousled and beautiful.
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