Free Damian's Immortal (War of Gods 3) by Lizzy Ford

on earth and a similar struggle in the immortal world
between the Others and another faction called the Watchers. The
leader of the bad guys on earth died and was replaced. It sort of
wreaks havoc on the balance. All the Guardians, like me and Sean,
your bartender friend in that pub where we met, lost our
magic.”
    “ Guardians are the good
guys,” she mused. “But you’re different than even Sean.”
    “ You can sense that?” he
asked, eyeing her.
    She nodded. “You’re different than my
father, too.”
    “ That I am. I wish I could
remember why. Guess I’m just too old.”
    Yully didn’t push him. He looked tired after
the talk, and there was a note in his voice she recognized as
caution. She hesitated, too comfortable with him for her own
good.
    “ Jule, I can’t stay here.
My father will find us.”
    “ Let him come.”
    “ You’re too weak to fight
him,” she said, a smile tugging up the corner of her mouth. “And I
don’t want to take the beating I know is coming to me.”
    “ Stay with me,” he said,
his gaze intent. “I’ll find a way to protect you.”
    “ I can’t. You don’t know
how dangerous he is.”
    Jule frowned and strained to sit. She pushed
him back down, showing him just how unprepared he was to deal with
anything.
    “ You’re right. I am weak,”
he said. “Never happened before.”
    “ If I go now, he won’t be
as angry with me, and maybe I can come back tomorrow.” The words
sounded hollow, even to her ears, and she rose. She avoided his
gaze.
    “ You’re not coming back,”
he said. He was too weak to chase her down this time, and she knew
it.
    “ Jule, I …” She cleared
her throat. “I need to go home. It’s better for both of us, and
it’s the only real way I can protect you from him. I can call
someone to come get you and then I think you shouldn’t try to find
me anymore.”
    She pulled a pen and paper off the desk in
the corner and held them out to him. She didn’t think he’d answer
and glanced up at him. He took the pen and paper and scrawled down
a number before handing it to her. His gaze was intense as he
looked up at her. Finally, he spoke.
    “ Sweetheart, I’ll find you
no matter what.” The resolution in his voice floored her. He was
too weak to stand, and yet he all but promised to find
her.
    “ I can’t protect you,” she
said. “Please, Jule, please stay away.”
    “ I’ll find a way to
protect you, even if it takes a while.”
    “ I don’t want to lose you
already,” she replied. “I’ve never had a … I’ve never trusted
anyone else. I’d be happy knowing you’re safe.”
    Feeling as if she’d said too much, she
turned and fled the cottage for her car and locked the doors.
Nothing of what Jule told her made sense with what her father told
her. If she had a choice of what to believe, she’d believe Jule, a
man she barely knew. She pondered what made her decision so simple
and touched her face again. She’d accepted her father, because
there was no one else who understood her. Jule had shattered her
carefully built world in a day, and he’d done it without the brutal
lessons her father resorted to.
    What did she do when Jule came back for
her?
    She started to drive home then thought of
the man she and Jule both tried to kill. Unwilling to fight
something that didn’t die, she drove to Doolin and the bed and
breakfast. Moira was surprised to see her but led her quickly to
her room, unwilling to spend much time questioning her. For once,
Yully was grateful for the almost allergic reaction humans had to
her.
    She waited until Moira’s footsteps faded
before dialing her father.
    “ Yully, where are you?”
There was urgency in his voice.
    “ The bed and breakfast.
Papa, there was a man in our house who tried to kill me.” She kept
her voice low, in case the room next door was occupied.
    “ I know, my darling,” he
said. “I took care of him.”
    “ What do you
mean?”
    “ I mean, he won’t be
coming back, just