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humiliated. We argued. She told me she did not love me, and she wished me to never think of her again. She began to cast a memory curse to erase herself from my mind.” His eyes closed. “In turning the spell back, I caused it to strike her heart. She died.”
    “Hold on,” I said. “You killed her, but you’re still cursed?”
    “The curse had largely taken effect before her heart stopped,” he said. “Now, the only memory I have of her is that night, that hatred and shame. Without Daoin’s memories, she is truly lost to me.” He let out a sigh. “In fact, I’ve lost nearly all of my life since we’d married. Most of my time was spent with her.”
    I almost felt bad for him. But it didn’t come close to excusing him working for Milus Dei. “So you let Foley track us all down, capture everyone, and burn the Hive to the ground—all so you could get some memories of your wife, who cheated on you with Daoin,” I said. “Taeral’s right. You are unbelievably arrogant.”
    “Yes. I was,” he whispered. “And in my arrogance, I bound myself to a promise I should never have made, and could not escape. Truly, I had not believed humans capable of such…creative destruction.” He shuddered visibly. “I must atone for my actions. I’ll not leave until Taeral agrees to accept my favor and allow me to serve his father’s house.”
    “You’re not staying in here,” Sadie growled.
    Reun gave a sad smile. “I’d not intended to, since I am not welcome. I shall wait outside until I am accepted. Or destroyed.” He bowed slightly, then turned and walked out.
    When he was gone, I looked at Sadie and shook my head. “This isn’t going to end well.”
    “Tell me about it,” she said. “Think we should get Taeral?”
    “Nah. I’m sure he’ll notice that we have a new lawn ornament, sooner or later. If Denei doesn’t first.” I sighed and scrubbed a hand down my face. “Don’t know about you, but I feel like breaking something. Wanna go up to three and demolish some walls?” Most of the work we’d done to the hotel was on the first and second floors, so the third was still untouched.
    She grinned. “You’re on.”
    We headed for the stairs. Hopefully, bashing things with a sledgehammer would help me forget that there were still thousands of bad guys out there who wanted to turn me into a weapon of mass destruction.
    At least Reun was no longer an immediate problem—but I still hated the son of a bitch.
     

C HAPTER 6

     
    W ith a main room, a separate bedroom and a bathroom, the suite I’d claimed on the second floor of the Castle was officially the biggest place I’d ever lived.
    The Boscos, the foster parents who’d taken me in for a few years, had a big house. But I’d never really considered the place home. They were nice enough people, if a little distracted by the sheer volume of broken kids they took in and tried to help. I just hadn’t belonged there. After that it was a dorm room at community college, and then my van.
    Before that, it was sixteen years of hell on the road with the Valentines—hunters, poachers, and all-around twisted, ruthless bastards. I still wasn’t sure how I felt about being half Fae, but I’d been damned glad to learn I wasn’t actually one of them.
    If only my ex-family knew that, I wouldn’t have to worry that they might find me someday. And try to take me back.
    Sadie and I had spent a few hours smashing things upstairs, and we were both covered in dust and splinters. She was in my bathroom right now. Her shower quit working a few days ago, and she’d been using Taeral’s. But neither of us wanted to go in his room and find out if his mood had improved since Reun happened to it.
    Taeral and Sadie had a history I didn’t know much about, and I wasn’t going to ask. Especially since there was a chance it wasn’t completely history. She did spend a lot of time in his room.
    While she was in the bathroom, I planned to change and brush off. I’d grab a