Page 77 of Guardian

Virginia sat down on the couch and motioned to an armchair. Logan sat down opposite her, while Wesley dropped onto the armrest of the sofa and rested his arm casually on the backrest behind Virginia.

Logan took a deep breath. “The psychic I was supposed to kill was taken by the demons about two hours ago.”

Virginia leaned forward. “Goddamn it! This is exactly why the council wanted her dead. Fuck!”

“But you didn’t, did you? You voted to let her live.”

She narrowed her eyes. “How do you know that? The council’s votes are secret.”

“I could sense it when I made my case in front of the council. That’s why I’ve come to you. Because I know you’ll give me a chance.”

Virginia scoffed. “A chance? Logan, the demons have her! You know what that means?”

He was fully aware of it. But he couldn’t allow himself to dwell on it. He had to keep a clear head so he could rescue her. “I intend to get her back.”

“From the Underworld?” Virginia stared at him as if he had grown horns and a tail.

“And you and Wesley will help me. You’re the only two people who’ve ever been in the Underworld. With your help, I’m going to go down there and get her out.”

Virginia gasped.

“You’re fucking nuts!” Wesley exclaimed. “We barely made it out of there alive. And you want to go down there voluntarily? Have you lost your fucking mind?”

“No, I haven’t. But I know I’m meant to save Winter. She saw it.”

“In her visions? So the spell is working?” Wes asked excitedly.

Virginia snapped her head to her husband. “Spell? You did a spell for her? Behind my back?”

“Oops.”

“Goddamn it, Wes! You should have told me!”

“If I’d told you, you would have had to report it to the council. Think about it, babe, I was trying to keep you out of it.”

“We’ll talk about this later.”

She directed her gaze back to Logan, and Wes took the opportunity to wink at him. He didn’t seem to be too concerned that he couldn’t talk Virginia out of punishing him too harshly.

“I’m sorry,” Logan said quickly, “it wasn’t my intention to stir up trouble between you two. But I didn’t know where else to go.”

“Hmm,” Virginia muttered. “So what do you want?”

“I need to know how you got into the Underworld.”

“But you know that already. It was an accident,” Virginia said.

“That’s what you think. But you must have done something to get down there. Even if you didn’t do it consciously. Something sent you down to Zoltan’s lair. And I need to know what it was. I need to get to Winter. I need to get her out of there.”

Virginia gave him a strange look. “This is not just about her being a psychic and you trying to correct your mistake, is it?”

He shook his head.

“You’re in love with her,” Wes stated.

Logan looked at his hosts. He didn’t have to nod or say anything, because he knew they could see it in his eyes. “Will you help me?”

“Okay.” Virginia exchanged a look with Wesley. “When the council compound was attacked by the demons, I was furious. I suspected Wes of somehow having given our location away to the demons—”