“I have a question,” Jacob said. “What if the woman in there isn’t Lilith?”
“She’s still demonkind, isn’t she?” The words escaped Alex’s mouth before she realized what she was saying. Her heart sank. The brothers looked at her, their expressions unchanged. She rubbed her forehead and shrugged an apology. “Open mouth; insert foot. I guess old habits die hard.”
“You take one step back for every two steps forward. You Segreto types are sure hard to train.” Amazingly, Jacob grinned and winked at her.
She grew suspicious. “I don’t suppose that’s part of the reason you’re so gung-ho to come with me?”
Colwyn shrugged. “Let’s just say we’re committed to protecting you from bad demons and good demons from you.”
Alex felt too used up to react to his comment or protest when he again headed towards the house. His grin fading, Jacob patted her on the shoulder.
“Come on. Let’s do what we came to do.”
She nodded, a little rocked by his touch. She followed him up to the porch where Colwyn waited for them. As soon as they joined him, he knocked on the door.
Footsteps clumped on the other side. Alex tensed and felt the brothers beside her do the same. The door opened, and the additional demon recognition thrummed so violently she shook. The last of her exhaustion fled as the silhouette of a woman appeared at the doorway. Alex readied to fling the holy water in Lilith’s face.