Deidre's Death

"My guess is that the Deidres are missing together," Wynn murmured.

"Fucking death dealers," the Dark One muttered. He twisted and motioned one of the waiting demons forward. Sheathing his dagger, he issued a sharp order to the girl. She obeyed quickly, hurrying towards the demon.

"She told you where they were," Gabriel guessed. "Where?"

"Fuck you." Darkyn spun on his heel and strode towards his demons.

"Hell or the underworld?" Rhyn asked. "Either one, I can get into. Don't think anyone else here can say that."

"You won't get past my demons this time, half-breed. No one will."

"If they aren't in Hell, they can only be one other place where I can't sense them," Gabriel said. "Somewhere you can't go without my agreement."

Darkyn stopped.

"Unless you don't plan on going after your blood-bound mate yourself."

The demon was still.

"You will fucking tell me, Darkyn, or I will make sure you never find her."

The Dark One faced him. Gabriel stood his ground as the demon strode to him. The others stepped back quickly.

"This is because you did not heed my advice," Darkyn hissed. "I warned you. You win your battles or they destroy you!" He shoved Gabriel.

Gabriel shoved him back.

"This shit I can handle. Back off, Andre," Rhyn said. He planted a hand on the chest of each man and pushed them a part. "Let's get one thing straight. You brought your shit into my backyard. You want my help getting your women back, you shut the fuck up and listen."

Gabriel said nothing, anger barely contained.

"We're going to make a little deal, the three of us. Everyone gets to name one thing they want," Rhyn said. "I'll start. Darkyn, you keep the fuck away from my daughter. Forever. Gabe, your turn."

"Permission to traverse Hell to get to the underworld," Gabriel said without hesitation.

"Permission to access and leave the underworld to claim my mate, with power intact, no interference from you, and no unwritten terms," the demon lord replied.

"No deal," Gabriel said. "You want to come in, you can't bring Hell with you."

"Your dealers are rebelling. If I have no power, my mate is defenseless."

Gabriel said nothing, troubled by the idea of either girl being unable to help herself. At the same time, he couldn't jeopardize the underworld more.

"No deal," he repeated. "You come in without power. We leave the gateway between the two open, so she can access Hell's magic."

"I retain the ability to heal myself and my mate," Darkyn said.

"Deal."

"You traverse my domain without power," the demon lord countered. "You, the half-breed, and two Immortals of his choosing."