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forward, scrambling to gather her clothes, getting ready to redress if anyone entered. She would be mortified if she were caught trying to seduce a demon, even if she didn’t intend to go through with it.
    “ Let me guess, no one knows you’re here. Do you think it’s wise to rile a demonionss lust without backup, girly?”
    “ I think I can handle you.”
    “ Why don’t you untie these ropes and we’ll find out.” He stood as if she would do as he asked. “I would love to test your theory.”
    Her eyes widened when she saw his bulge had grown bigger, straining against his pants. She swallowed heavily.
    Damn, she was losing control of the situation. In one last attempt, she took a step closer, playing with the lip of her collar.
    Heavy lidded, his emerald gaze dipped to her cleavage.
    “ I want to help you, demon,” she cooed. “I want to trust you. I just need you to tell me the truth.”
    “ And I just want to taste you. I don’t need my hands free to do that.”
    Why was she breathing so hard?
    She eyed his lips, looking for a hint of his fangs. “I’m afraid you’d bite me, first chance you get. I need something from you first. I need to know I can trust you. Tell me who you’re looking for?”
    They were standing so close, if his hands weren’t tied behind him he could reach out and grab her. Nadua couldn’t help but imagine what that might feel like. Fathomless green eyes bore into hers with such intensity, she knew she had him.
    “ You, luv. I’ve been searching for you all my life.” Sarcasm dripped from his words. He smirked.
    “ Bastard!”
    “ Come on, let us have a taste.”
    Nadua pulled out her cleverly placed dagger, hidden by a nearly invisible thigh holster, and set the point at his throat.
    “ Wow, what else do you keep down there?”
    His lack of concern was maddening.
    “ This was your last chance, demon. Tell me what I want to know, or else.”
    “ Or else what? You’ll remove your top? I think I can hold out for that.”
    Nadua had never been so enraged by a single person in her entire life. With an irritated huff, she turned back toward the fire and slumped in the stool, silently admitting defeat. Slicing the demon’s throat would have been gratifying, but irrational. She would learn all she needed to know. Eventually.
    The few moments away from the fire had chilled her, though she hadn’t realized it until now, and she rushed to replace her gloves and shawl.
    “ When we get back to the castle, you’ll be turned over to Renzo. He lived through the first demon invasion, so I’m sure he’ll know how to deal with you.” Nadua glanced up when she heard a menacing snarl coming from the demon.
    “ Torture, you mean.”
    Nadua shrugged. “I suppose so.” She had hoped to avoid it.
    “ And after all the torture, if I don’t change my story, what will you do then?” In a flash, the previously lusty green irises morphed into an angry blood red.
    Nadua stood with a gasp, not sure what was happening to him. The horns that peeked out of his sandy brown hair began to alter their color as well, taking on the cast of burning embers. Razor-sharp fangs peeked out from his lips, twisted in rage.
    This was how he had looked when he was tearing through her men.
    “ What are you doing?” She stepped backwards, stumbling into the chair. She could swear there was heat coming off him. When the demon’s lips curled back to bare his teeth, she screamed, “Guards!”

Chapter 5
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Nadua stomped around the campground and shoved her supplies into her satchel with a little more force than necessary. Sweetie’s body rocked as Nadua tightened the straps, preparing the edisdon for riding.
    She strapped on her sword and quill, and placed her bow around one shoulder.
    Last night had been a complete disaster. The guards may not have suspected her reason for being in the demon’s tent alone, but it was still humiliating to have called on them for protection. And for what?