“So, what do we have here?” Coyote’s voice was a little bit sardonic. “A ghost warrior and your girlfriend?”

I grinned. “Things are getting heated. They’re all I could find. And more than enough.”

Kanesha gave me a mulish look.

“Besides, Freya’s talking to Thor.”

“Thinks he can use that hammer of his to beat some sense into the demon.”

“It’s worse than that,” I said, softly. “It’s…” I tailed off. “Heaven and Hell.”

Coyote shrugged. “I’ll stay out of their way. I’m only involved because people just don’t lock up people from other pantheons.”
I grinned. “Nah, you’re involved because…” I tailed off, not finishing the sentence and feeling a blush form.

Coyote just grinned and, for a moment, his tongue lolled out as if he was in coyote form.

“Dirty old trickster,” Kanesha said. “So, what’s the plan?”
“We…are going to infiltrate Hell,” Coyote said cheerfully.

I glanced at Kanesha. “You don’t have to come.”

“They can’t touch me, right?”

“They can’t touch your soul.” I wasn’t sure whether they could kill her or not. But I knew I could keep her soul safe.

Coyote nodded. “They can’t keep any of us without causing even more trouble. But Tyz’vel seems to have stopped caring.”

Unless Loki had set him up. But no, he might have…

…but then I still wasn’t sure I’d convinced him the end of the world soon wouldn’t be a good thing. What if this was his way of bringing it about without causing Ragnarok, hoping we’d all survive it?

I hoped not, but I couldn’t be sure. “Tyz’vel thinks he’s in love,” I said, finally.

“Probably.”

“I mean, maybe he doesn’t just want my power. Maybe he actually likes me.” It fit a lot of his behavior.

“Then he won’t be able to resist an opportunity to think he can get you.”

What if that was what had already happened?