The Trouble With Trying to Save an Assassin (Murder Sprees and Mute Decrees #2)

by Jennifer Cody

Bellamy goes limp in Bear’s arms. Looks like he’s given up the will to live. I don’t know what he’s complaining about; parental love is the second best kind of love. Pulling out of Fox’s embrace, I smack my kid’s butt and point sternly at his grandfather. Bellamy sighs, rolls his eyes, and hugs Bear back. “Hello, Grandpa Bear. I’m fine.” Fox’s last father, Amos, the demon that birthed him, pulls Bellamy out of Bear’s arms and takes his chin in hand, examining the small traces of blood around his nose and his ward, probably. “Interesting. How much nutmeg have you been consuming?” he asks, strangely concerned. “Nutmeg?” Bellamy asks just as confused as I am. Dakota abruptly stops turning Tag a bluer shade of horny and focuses back on Bellamy. “That could be it. How much nutmeg have you been eating?” he repeats. Bellamy shakes his head and looks at me, the person who feeds him almost every meal cooked at home. Don’t look at me. I don’t bake in the summer. I send that message to the family group text that includes Fox’s fathers, and every man standing here blocking the way into the building looks at their phone when it buzzes a notification. Bear nods. “That’s valid.” “But then where is he getting enough nutmeg to disrupt a council spell?” Tag asks, fisting his hips in frustration. Dakota frowns with the same thoughtful look that Fox gets when he’s concentrating on something— I look at Fox and smile brightly because his fathers remind me of him in the best ways. Fox sighs at m...