Gabriel smiled coldly. "Patience. Let the ashes cool before you rake the fire. I just need to make public the truth about Seliora's pregnancy."
Williams raised a brow. "And then?"
"Then we watch Luciver's House of Cards fall."
*****
Luna's eyes snapped open in the pitch black. Her breath came fast, shallow. The sheets tangled around her legs felt foreign.
"Damien…" she gasped.
Her body jolted upward.
"Relax," came a calm, echoing voice that floated around the dark room. "He's still asleep in the room next to you."
Luna jumped at the sound, whipping her head toward the source, but there was no one there. "Morvakar?" she called out, stepping cautiously off the bed.
"Yes, yes. No need to shriek." Morvakar replied.
Luna rolled her eyes and padded barefoot to the door, opening it into a narrow hallway lit only by a flickering torch at the far end.
"Which damned room?" Luna snapped. Her patience had frayed down to threads, and her pulse was a drumbeat of rising panic.
