Candice moved in close, her grumpy face right next to mine. “Hannah,” she growled.
“Hannah?” I wrinkled my nose. “Who’s Hannah? Oh! You mean Hester? Wait, no... Henrietta?”
That tiny bitch bit my nose.
“Ouch! Bloody hell. Release me at once, you cretin.”
Joseph moved to stand beside his wife, a surprisingly sharp dagger dangling from his hand. “No can do, my lord. You know what they say. Happy wife, happy afterlife.”
Afterlife?
Surely I wasn’t dead? I would’ve known, wouldn’t I?
I wriggled under my restraints, breaking free and springing to my feet, ready to tear his head from his body and use it as a bowling ball. Instead of finding two angry imps, I was face-to-face with a red-headed siren with the visage of an angel.
“Uh, sorry to interrupt.”
I squinted at her. “Are you here to try and murder me as well?”
Her eyes widened. “No. Quite the opposite, actually.”
A gusty sigh escaped me. “Well, that’s a relief. I promised my Rosie I’d cease all acts of villainy.”
“You remind me of him,” she mused, but then shook her head. “We don’t have much time. I’m here to deliver a message from Gabriel.”
I rolled my eyes. Fucking Gabriel. He was getting awfully lazy in his old age, using a proxy to do his job. “And what does the angel most high and mighty have to say this time? I already gave up my horns. Does he want my dick now?”
Shock crossed her face, followed by a huff of laughter. “I don’t think I’m allowed to talk to you about your dick. I’m pretty sure that crosses some sort of line.”
Before I could ask her what the fuck she was talking about, she continued.
“So, as you may have realized, we’re in a dream. I’m a succubus, and I was sent here to?—”
Instinctively, I reached down and cupped my second favorite appendage. “So it is about my dick.”
“It isnot.I could not be less interested in it, I promise you.”
Now I was mildly offended. “Why? It’s perfect.”
“I’m sure it is and your mate will attest to that. I’m here because we are trying to rescue you and Sunday.”
“Rescue us? From where?”
“From wherever they are keeping you.”
“It was War. She took us.”
The succubus nodded. “We suspected as much. The horsewomen have their hands in every pie.”
“They just won’t stay dead.” I sighed and lamented my missing tail for a moment before looking her in the eye. “I don’t know what you expect me to do. I practically neutered myself to save the world and win Rosie’s heart. I’m powerless.”
“Actually, that’s what I am here to talk to you about. You’re not.”
“Not what?”
“Powerless.”
I scoffed. “Excuse me, but I’m pretty sure I would know better than you.”