Chapter 20 Ask Braelyn

• "Or they kill you in their anger. As someone who has experience with cheat- ing pricks, might I suggest you not go that route? I'd hate to have to put your guts back into your stomach, and sew them up again, asshole. Once was enough for me." Xari rolled her pretty eyes and crossed her arms over her corset-covered chest.
• Xari was a little badass, fae halfling, with a skill set most immortals didn't have in their arsenal of tricks. But that's not surprising since she's Xavier's daughter. He's the man that started the hunter organization, and he had over- seen her training. Xari has been hunting since puberty, and her old man trained her to kill without hesitation. I'd met her with my entrails hanging out, and she hadn't balked as she shoved them back into my stomach, sewing them up, then complained that I was whining like a bitch the entire time.
• "Have you asked Braelyn how much she knows about what her father was doing?" Xavier asked with a worried expression. "I hate to say it, but I don't think you're going to be able to kill her if she is guilty, Saint." "If he won't, we will," Ezekiel stated, running his thumb over a blade as