“But he’s sworn his intentions are good, so I’ve decided to give him a chance,” I said firmly. “If he proves otherwise, then you can kill him.”
“Have you forgotten I am standing right here?” Nathaniel said angrily.
Jude and I both looked at him and replied, “No,” simultaneously. It was better if Nathaniel was aware of what was in store for him if he tried to betray me again.
I looked at Jude. “I don’t trust him, but I trust you.”
Jude nodded. He had my back. Nathaniel would be less likely to try anything funny with both of us there.
“What is the wolf doing here in the first place?” Nathaniel demanded. “Do you not think his behavior is suspicious?”
“She called me,” Jude said blandly.
“Before I left the house,” I said, nodding.
“Werewolves run very fast,” Jude said, and Nathaniel had to be content with that.
The mansion loomed, white and silent, on the hill before us. The hair on the back of my neck prickled.
“Something’s watching,” I said quietly.
“I know,” Jude replied. “But I can’t tell where it’s coming from.”
“It feels…” Nathaniel began.
“Like it’s everywhere,” I finished, and the other two nodded. “Well, we can’t just stand here. We can deal with whatever it is when it decides to reveal itself.”
The three of us crossed the road and started up the rise toward the front door. The sensation of being watched and pursued intensified.
“It’s behind us,” I breathed. My body broke out in goose bumps.
Jude started to glance behind us, but I laid a restraining hand on his arm.
“Don’t. Don’t look back,” I said.
“Why?”
“Just a feeling,” I said. “I think we should get inside as quickly as possible. But don’t run.”
We all picked up the pace a little. Sweat poured off my brow, but it was from fear, not exertion. The muscles in my legs trembled. The front door looked like it was a hundred miles away.
Just for a second, I thought I felt the pointed tip of a claw drag down my spine.
“Don’t look,” I said again, and then my boot heels were clattering on the porch. My hand closed over the door handle and I hoped that it wasn’t locked.
It wasn’t.
We all tumbled through the door and slammed it shut. I looked at Nathaniel and Jude. They were both chalk white and covered in sweat. I leaned back against the door.
“What was that?” Jude asked.
“Something faerie,” I said, glancing at Nathaniel. “It felt like the Maze, or the Grimm. The same kind of magic.”
“I am not certain of the identity of the creature. But I believe you were right in telling us not to look back. That kind of acknowledgment can give a child of faerie more power.”
Three hard knocks pounded on the door behind me. I stumbled away from it, spinning around to stare at the knob. It didn’t move.
“Don’t open it. And don’t look out the window, either,” I warned Jude, who was moving to do that very thing. “I don’t think we want to know what’s out there.”
Three knocks sounded again, and a whisper floated under the door.
“Madeline.”
I deliberately turned my back to the door. Several deep breaths did nothing to slow my pounding heart. The thing whispered my name again.
“Come on,” I said to the other two.
We were in a foyer that was wider than my apartment. Entryways stood in front and to the side. I realized I’d never even been in this part of the mansion.
“Where do these go?” I asked Nathaniel.
“To the left is the receiving parlor. To the right are servants’ quarters and the kitchens. Straight ahead is the passage to the ballroom.”
“And on the second floor are Azazel’s labs, right?”
Nathaniel nodded. “I was never permitted inside them. Azazel’s experiments were under strict lock and key.”
“He’s probably taken everything of importance with him,” I said. “Were you still here when Azazel took off for parts unknown?”
“No. After the battle I went immediately to Lord Lucifer.”
“Making sure your own ass was secure,” Jude said contemptuously.
“I do not have to explain my actions to you, wolf,” Nathaniel said.
“Don’t start arguing,” I said with a quelling look at Jude. “Let’s take a look around upstairs anyway. If Azazel was in a hurry to skip town before Lucifer heard about the uprising, then he may have left something useful behind.”
“Follow me,” Nathaniel said, and led Jude and me through the doorway before us.
There was a thump behind us, almost as if something had slammed its fist against the front door in frustration.
We entered a long hallway with several doors leading off it. The air had the staleness of an abandoned place. Here and there were signs of a hasty retreat. Doors had been thrown open, objects scattered. In one room I saw a trail of blood from the hallway crisscrossing around the space as someone had collected items. A large cabinet stood open and empty.
“This was Antares’ room,” I said. The cabinet was exactly like the one where Greenwitch had stored her spells. “I guess that means the cockroach is still alive.”
“Looks like he was bleeding pretty badly,” Jude said. “How do you know he made it out of here?”
“It’ll take more than a little blood loss to get rid of him,” I said. “I’ve never known any other creature to have such an immense capacity for tolerating physical pain.”
“I have,” Jude said. “You. It must come from Azazel.”
“Please don’t remind me that I share DNA with those two.”
“Still, the wolf is correct,” Nathaniel said thoughtfully. “I never fully considered your ability to survive situations that would kill an ordinary mortal. Lord Azazel is not only one of the most magically powerful of the Grigori, but one of the most physically powerful as well.”
“So I got something from Daddy besides the color of my eyes,” I said impatiently. “So what?”
“A blood connection has power. You, of all people, should understand this. It is why Lucifer pursues you so doggedly.”
I understood the strength and importance of bloodlines all right, but I failed to see why this particular trait was so meaningful to Nathaniel.
“Let’s keep moving,” I said, continuing down the hall.
I thought about the little one growing inside me, wondering what traits it would get from me, and which ones it would get from its daddy. For the first time since I’d found out about the baby, I felt a little chill of fear. There were monsters in this child’s bloodline. Would my baby be another horror unleashed upon the world?
We crossed through several more rooms and hallways until I was hopelessly lost. Everywhere we went were signs of damage and destruction. Strangely, there were no bodies. I knew for a fact that we’d taken out dozens of Azazel’s soldiers as well as a ton of charcarion demons. We reached the ballroom, and I pushed open the doors.
The room was smashed to pieces. Chunks of the ceiling were missing, and the floor-to-ceiling windows that bordered the back lawn were shattered, letting in the cold Minnesota air. Outside, the sky was gray and still. A whisper of menace drifted through the open window.
“Madeline.”
“Can we move to another part of the mansion?” I said, shutting the doors hastily and moving down the hall to a set of steps that I thought would lead to the labs.