Free Passion Ignites by Donna Grant Page B

find a doctor.”
    It was just as Darcy had feared. “I know someone who might help.”
    There was a beat of silence before Darius said, “You trust them?”
    â€œShe doesn’t know about magic or that I’m a Druid. But she’s good at what she does. It’s not in Sophie’s nature to turn away those in need. She’ll help.”
    Darius sighed. “What’s her name?”
    â€œSophie Martin. She works at the Royal Victoria Hospital in Edinburgh.”
    Warrick added, “I’ll get Ryder to send over all her details.”
    â€œDid Thorn call you again?” Darius asked.
    Darcy glanced at Warrick. “No. It was just something in the way he spoke of Lexi.”
    â€œThank you,” Darius said.
    Warrick said Darius’s name to keep him from ending the call. “What’s the story with the woman?”
    â€œShe’s an American visiting here, and one of her friends was killed by the Dark. Lexi set out to find the killer.”
    Darcy was so shocked she couldn’t find the words. She’d had her own run-in with the Dark. There’s no way she would actively seek them out. Then she looked at Warrick and knew she would do anything for him, including facing a horde of Dark Fae.
    Warrick whistled low. “Are you going to stop her?”
    â€œWhat do you think Thorn will do?”
    â€œI think he’ll help her.”
    Darius chuckled. “I suspect you’re right.”
    â€œHow are things there?” Darcy asked.
    â€œBad. Verra bad,” Darius answered in a grim tone. “There’s been no sign of Ulrik.”
    Warrick said, “Ryder can no’ find him anywhere either.”
    â€œHe may be with the Dark.”
    Darcy still had mixed feelings about Ulrik. She had been the one to unbind his magic, and in doing so she got to see his past through his memories. There were things the others couldn’t begin to fathom that he’d endured.
    All because he had been betrayed by a human and retaliated in the only way he could—by killing them. All that got him was banishment from Dreagan and to walk the earth forever in human form.
    Until he found her.
    â€œI’ll let you know about the doctor,” Darius said.
    The call ended, but Darcy was still thinking about Ulrik. She had truly thought him an ally.
    Warrick’s hand covered hers. “I hate him for nearly killing you.”
    She hated Ulrik for nearly being killed.
    â€œBut,” Warrick said, “the Dark think you’re dead. They’re no longer looking for you.”
    Darcy shifted to face him. “I know. I keep wondering if Ulrik did it on purpose.”
    â€œI can no’ figure it out myself. He had no reason to help you.”
    â€œUnless he’s not as bad as everyone thinks.”
    Warrick raised a brow. “If Con or the Druids hadna been there, you would’ve died.”
    â€œBut I didn’t. I’m here. Let’s think on that.”
    Warrick kissed her forehead as he pulled her against him. “Ulrik brought Lily back from the dead. Now there’s a possibility that he helped you. Yet he’s aligned with the Dark to bring us down. None of it makes sense.”
    â€œOne moment I think Ulrik is a decent guy, and the next I think he’s the Devil himself.” Darcy held Warrick tighter, thankful that she had him in her life. “Trying to figure it out makes my head hurt.”
    â€œAye, love, but if we choose wrong, it could be the end of us.”
    *   *   *
    Darius stood at the back of the Royal Victoria Hospital. From what Ryder discovered, Dr. Sophie Martin was due to get off work in thirty minutes.
    He had already been by her flat. On the way to the hospital, he’d cleared several streets of Dark Fae. It had taken him longer than he would’ve liked to cart the bodies to the warehouse and remain unseen.
    Like Warrick, Darius didn’t mind working alone. With