Page 33 of Demon Unleashed

Enya nodded. “Sure. So the doll worked? She had a vision?”

Logan looked over his shoulder, but all the others were chatting at the dining table. “She did. It upset her, but she didn’t want to tell me what she saw. She said Cinead should be the first to find out.”

“Sounds ominous.”

“She was shaken by it. I’ve only ever seen her like this when she had visions about her own death.”

“So you think…?” Enya stopped herself from putting into words what she suspected.

He shrugged. “Don’t know, but I assume so. In any case, it’s best if you take her rather than one of the guys. She might need a shoulder to cry on afterward. The pregnancy is hard enough on her. The hormones make her more emotional than before, and that’s when she needs her girlfriends.”

“You think I’m Winter’s girlfriend?”

“Of course you are. All the women here are. But she admires you the most. So do that for me, please?”

“Sure. She’ll be in safe hands.”

Logan squeezed her shoulder and turned back to the stove.

At least accompanying Winter to Cinead’s new house would take Enya’s mind off her problems. It was better than sitting around, waiting for an assignment to fall into her lap. And she liked seeing Cinead. She loved the older man’s deep voice and the soothing effect it had on her. But if Logan was right, today would be a difficult day for the respected statesman. Winter had so far always shared her visions with the compound inhabitants first, the good ones and the bad ones. For her not to share this vision and insist on speaking to Cinead first meant two things: it was a vision about his baby son, and it was bad news, very bad news. Just how bad, Enya would have to wait patiently to find out.

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Winter looked a little worse for wear when Enya picked her up from her private quarters. The baby bump was barely visible, but her face looked ashen. As if she’d seen death. Maybe she had.

“Hey,” Enya said softly. “Are you ready to leave?”

“Not really, but Logan already called Cinead, and he’s expecting us.” Winter sighed. “Sometimes I hate my gift. It seems I’m always the bearer of bad news.”

Enya forced a smile. “Don’t say that. You’ve helped lots of people with your visions. Logan, Pearce. And so many more. But not everything can have a good outcome.”

Winter nodded. “I know that. But I’d so hoped for good news for Cinead. He’s lost so much.” Tears welled up in her eyes. She sniffed and took a breath.

“You can do this,” Enya said.

Winter pasted a smile on her face. “I can do this.”

“Okay, then.” Enya led the way to the portal, which was located on one of the lower levels of the vast compound. In front of it, she stopped.

“I hate taking the portal these days.”

“You’re not afraid of it anymore, are you?” Enya asked, and laid her hand over the symbol of the dagger that was etched into the stone.

“No, it’s not that. But ever since I got pregnant, I get so dizzy in there.”

Underneath Enya’s hand, the stone warmed, and suddenly, it was gone, revealing a small, cavernous space behind it. “It’ll pass. And it’s only a few seconds.” Enya stepped through the opening and took Winter’s hand. “Just hold on tightly if that makes you feel better.”

Winter entered the portal and put one arm around Enya’s waist. “Thank you.”

A moment later, it went pitch-black around them. Enya concentrated on their destination and felt the portal respond to her command. Underneath her feet, she felt the ground wobble.

“Ugh!” Winter exclaimed. “I’ll be sick.”

“Almost there,” Enya said, though she felt a queasiness too, as if Winter’s feelings were contagious. “A couple more seconds.”

Just in time, they arrived and stepped out of the portal. Winter took a deep breath, and Enya did the same.

“Better?” Enya asked.