"I can't just leave." That was me again. Shaylee was so angry she could barely collect her thoughts. She was taking this whole standing up for herself thing pretty seriously. "I'm not just Shaylee, and you know it. I'm human, mortal, carrying her spirit. But I'm also a demon." I felt her surge inside me, my demon, wanting to reach out and tear this arrogant snot's throat out.
I figured it was probably a bad idea.
Thalion shrugged, the most graceful shrug I'd ever seen. "The rules aren't mine to make or break," he said. "But at least choosing this path, your world and mine are both saved."
Liam clung to my hand. "There has to be another way."
Maybe there was. The Sidhe were known for their deceit, for getting what they wanted. But we were out of time and ability to find a way around it. Even Galleytrot, when he met my searching eyes, was at a loss.
I knew then as much as I couldn't do what he asked, I had no choice.