Chapter Sixteen“Evander says he’s never heard of hellhounds being able to merge together or turn into rats.” Kristy puts her phone in her purse. I take my eyes off the road for a second to look at her. “It sounds so crazy when I say it out loud like that.”We’re on our way to the bar but have no intention of going in. The hellhound is dead, we’re all pretty sure, but I need to double-check. I did wear sensible shoes, though, just in case. The combat boots actually look kinda cute with this romper too, or at least I think so. I’ve loaded up everything we could use as a weapon, and we’re all carrying vanquishing potions.See? I’m prepared this time.“Did he say anything else?” Naomi asks.“He seemed rather perplexed by the whole thing.”“Aren’t we all?” I mumble.“He said hellhounds are physical beings, brought forth from hell. They can’t shapeshift like that.”“Do you think they were really hellhounds?”Kristy holds up her phone. “He sent me this photo from a book in the library. It’s
Chapter SeventeenI feel a little dizzy when I sit up, which Lucas warned me about. Anytime he drinks a decent amount of my blood, he always babies me for the next few hours while my body heals.“Are you all right, my love?” Lucas pulls his sweatpants back on and speeds over. I sit back down on the mattress and blink a few times.“Yeah. Just dizzy like you said.”“Lie back down. I’ll bring you water.”“I can get it.”“I know.” He’s already grabbing the blanket to tuck me back in. “And I can too.” He kisses my forehead and speeds out of the room, returning a few seconds later with a glass of water. I take a big drink and set it on the nightstand.“Do you have to work tonight?”“I’m done going over the bookkeeping, but I did plan on going in. I allowed Dina to feed last night so her fangs would grow back. I plan to rip them out again after I question her.”“What if she gives you answers?”“I’ll still rip them out, as I will continue to do for the rest of her afterlife. She bit you. Tast
Chapter EighteenWhen Eliza said we’d hang out and talk tonight, I assumed she meant at the house or maybe even a coffee house, even though she doesn’t drink coffee. I didn’t expect to be sitting at a table at the back of Taproom again, waiting for her to find time to come over as she tends the bar.Which is fine, actually. This place is familiar, and I cast a circle around myself to keep people from coming over and talking to me. Lucas is in the basement torturing Dina, and I’ve been debating if I should go down and join him.He’s probably more effective without me there. And sitting here by myself, I get to hold my feather.“I’ve officially lost it,” I whisper to myself and put the feather in my purse before I start calling it my precious. I open the internet on my phone and do another search to see if any articles have been written yet about the headless body. Is murder so common here in Chicago this guy doesn’t even get a mention?“We can talk now.” Eliza sits down across from me
Chapter Nineteen“Use me?” I echo. “Use me for what?”“I’m not quite sure, but I won’t rest until I find out.”My heart speeds up and my throat tightens. I’m on the verge of freaking out again, and everything seems too overwhelming. I wish my water was wine. Or whiskey. Yes, tonight is a whiskey kind of night.“What’s this?” Lucas picks up the feather.“Oh, that old thing.” I take it from him and suddenly everything seems hopeful. I’ll get back into the coven. I’m not guilty of anything. We’ll find and kill the vampires, which will result in shutting down a dangerous gang as well.“Callie?”I blink, tearing my eyes away from the feather. I zoned out again. “I, uh, I found it and it seems special.”Lucas leans in and smells it. “It smells weird.”“Weird is a little vague. Care to explain?”He sniffs it again. “I can’t. It doesn’t smell like a bird.”“I don’t think it’s from one.”Lucas’s eyes meet mine. “What, you think it’s from a unicorn or something?”“Of course not. Unicorns don’t
Chapter Twenty“Holy shit, it’s good to see you.” I throw my arms around Evander, feeling a shade better just to be near him. “How are you?”“I’m fine. There were no demonic side effects.”“Thank goodness.”“No, thank you.” He releases me and takes my hand, turning to say the incantation to open the door. My suspension has been temporally lifted, allowing me to pass through.“Invoco elementum terrae. Invoco elemuntum aeris,” I chant another with Evander. “Invoco elemuntum aqua. Invoco elemuntum ignis.” The empty space in the large tree flickers blue. Still holding my hand, Evander and I walk through, emerging into the Covenstead.It’s obvious right away shit is going down tonight.“Our entire coven is pissed about this,” he whispers to me, taking his hand from mine and wrapping it protectively around my shoulders.“At me?”“No, at the Grand Coven. We all know what you did, Callie. You saved us from a demon. You were the first one to notice the Ley line had been tainted. And you saved
Chapter Twenty-oneBreathe in.Hold it.Breathe out.My vision is dotted with stars. The wooden arms of the chair bites into my skin from me gripping it so hard. I’m not going to never see Lucas again. That’s not an option. At all. The threat means nothing to me because there is no way in hell I’m letting anything get between me and the man I love.What upsets me is knowing what would happen to Tabatha if she’s caught withholding punishment. She knows Lucas isn’t just some vampire I hung out with for a while and just happened to be around when demons attacked.She knows we’re in a committed relationship together. That we’re planning on living together as soon as the house is done.She knows that I’m in love with him and that there is no fucking way I’m losing him.“Callie.” Kristy hurries through the crowd of witches leaving the gathering hall and hurries up the altar steps. I’m still sitting in the chair even though I’ve been dismissed. The Grand Coven and council are gone, and Tabat
Chapter Twenty-twoThe world spins around me and I’m not sure what’s making it spin faster. The fact that I just came a record amount of times or that I’m one and a half bottles of wine deep into the night.Lucas brings his head up from between my legs and splays his fingers over my stomach. We’re in my bed, having sex for the second time tonight. I meant it when I said I wanted him to fuck me until the sun came up.The aftershock of the intense climax is still pulsing through me, and I let my head fall to the side, gasping for air. Lucas kisses the inside of my thigh, and I try to move my leg but don’t know how. It’s a wonder I didn’t forget how to breathe, really.Lucas kisses his way up to my neck. His fangs are out, and they press into my skin without cutting into me. I open my mouth, having every intention of asking him if he’s hungry, but I’m unable to form words.“Breathe, my love.”“Mmmhhh,” I moan and slit my eyes open. Lucas lays down next to me and kisses my neck.“Are…are
Chapter Twenty-threeShielding the sun from my eyes with my hand, I watch a gray Jeep Wrangler bump down my gravel driveway. Melinda is alone and on crutches. She waves as she gets out, hobbling toward the house.“Thank you for meeting with me,” she says as I help her up the stairs and into the house. She’s not lying about wanting to come here to talk about a case. The warding wouldn’t have let her pass if she had ill-intent to be here.“Of course. What do you need? A vanquishing potion?”“I wish, but I have a feeling this is going to take more than that.”I open the front door and let her in first. All of my familiars are sitting on the stops, growling at Melinda.“Guys, be nice.”“It’s okay. It’s smart of them not to trust me or anyone they don’t know.” Melinda rests her crutches against the wall and takes off her shoes. Leaving the crutches, she limps into the living room and almost screams when she sees Lucas. “What? H-how? I thought he was a vampire!”“I am.” Lucas draws his fang
Chapter Thirty-five“I can say it now.” Lucas licks blood off my thigh and looks up. His head is between my legs, and my blood is smeared across his lips.“Say what?” I ask, voice all breathy. We just got done having sex, and it was as primal and passionate as ever. It’s funny how almost dying brings you together.“That I’ve been touched by an angel.” Lucas moves up and takes me in his arms.“Seriously?” I say with a snort of laughter.“Oh, yeah. I’ve been touched by one and I’ve touched one myself. Many times.”“I’m only half angel.”“I’m still saying it.” He licks the rest of my blood off his lips and nuzzles his head against my breasts. “I love you, Callie.”“I love you, too.”“I thought I lost you—again.” He rolls us over so I’m lying on top of him. We resituate so we’re both comfortable. “I don’t want to go a single day of my afterlife without you.”“You will…someday.”“Will I, though?” He combs his fingers through my hair. “You’re half an immortal being. Angels don’t age. I don
Chapter Thirty-fourI’m back in the master bedroom, blinking rapidly to get them to adjust to the dim light. Michael is gone, and I’m standing in the same spot he did when he first appeared. Slowly, the others start to wake up.“Please tell me you saw that.” I’m still not sure I did.Lucas rushes over and takes me in his arms. “You’re alive.”“And well.”He looks me up and down, running his hands all over my body checking for black veins. Once he sees I’m fine, he kisses me, tongue plunging into my mouth. He wraps me tight in his embrace, kissing me until I have to stop for air.“Who the hell was that?” Eliza messes with her braids, which got messed up when she passed out on the floor. My gaze travels from everyone in the room, stopping on Abby.“You saw him, right?” I need to be sure.“I did,” Kristy says and the others nod. “He had blue eyes. Like the man you’ve been talking about. Was that him?”“Can we talk downstairs? And maybe order a pizza or something. I’m starving.”“You’re c
Chapter Thirty-threeEverything moves in slow motion. The light is blinding, making it impossible to see. It warms my face and gives me strength. I open my eyes right as the light is fading, and I see the outline of great feathered wings behind the man for just a split second before they disappear.Fangs bared, Lucas lays me down on the mattress and lunges for the man. I’ve told him about the man and who I think he is, but he’s not convinced this man isn’t a threat. The Blue-Eyed Man holds out his hand, forcing Lucas back down. He holds up his other hand and all the humans in the room slump down. He lowers both hands at the same time, and Lucas and Eliza fall to the ground, asleep, too.Binx growls and the man turns to him. “I wouldn’t try that.” His voice is warm and familiar. Binx backs down, sitting at my side, flicking the tip of his tail back and forth. The man walks across the room, holding out his hand.I push myself up, wincing with pain that shoots through me.“Who…who are yo
Chapter Thirty-two“You were right to call me.” Tabatha sits on the bed and brushes my hair back. “My darling girl, we will get you well.”“She looks awful.” Kristy sniffles. “She’s never been sick, not even once, since we met.”“I don’t remember her being sick when we were kids either,” Abby says. “Is it a witch thing?”“No,” Kristy answers. “Witches get sick.”“We should get started. I fear we’ve already wasted time.” Tabatha rests her hand on my cheek and gets up. I force my eyes open and see my friends moving about the room. The automatic blinds have been come down early, no doubt to keep anyone from seeing inside.“What are you going to do?” Abby asks.“We’re going to start with a simple banishing spell.” Evander lays sage smudge sticks on the dresser across from the bed. “We’ll see how she fares and then move up from there. Kristy is making a vanquishing potion now.”“I’ve combined it with a health serum that should hopefully counteract the effects of having Callie consume the v
Chapter Thirty-one“Pestilence?” Eliza echoes. “I…I don’t understand.”“Like the Horseman?” Abby asks, voice shaking.“Yes.”“Wait a minute.” Abby is terrified and trying to hold it together. “One of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse has poisoned my sister?”“Not the horseman directly, but a demon with connections who wants to bring them forth from Hell.” Lucas turns back to me. “The demon said something to you…that you might be strong enough?”“It said it’d been waiting for one that was worthy, and then it kept asking me what I am.” Wincing, I sit up. “Demons say that kind of stuff all the time, though. They want you to feel special so you’ll let them in.” I close my eyes, thinking back. “It did say it didn’t want to take me to Hell as its bride but do the opposite…whatever that means.”“It wants to break the seals.”“Great,” I groan as another shudder of pain goes through me.“I’m not following.” Poor Abby sounds like she’s going to cry.“Break the seals, the Four can come out and
Chapter ThirtyBinx nuzzles his head against me, and I blink my eyes open. Two people are arguing in hushed voices at the foot of the bed. My vision is hazy and I can’t sit up even if I tried. I turn my head and realize I’m in the ICU instead of the ER. There’s a small window in my room, and it’s edging toward dawn. Lucas and Eliza won’t be able to stay here much longer.Binx meows, getting someone’s attention.“Callie.” Lucas rushes to my bedside and takes my hand and laces his fingers between mine. “You’re awake.”“I am.” I try to push up and fail. Abby stands on the other side of the bed and raises the head of it up a little more. “What’s…what’s going on?”“Lucas wants to check you out against medical advice,” Abby spits out, which must be what they’re arguing about. “You’re way too sick to go anywhere.”Memories come back in flashes and I’m not sure what was real or not real. The piles of bodies ready to be burned? That didn’t happen.Black veins stemming from the demon-scratch? I
Chapter Twenty-nine“I don’t understand,” my sister says into a phone. “That’s not possible. Run it again.” She looks at me and then turns away, talking to whoever she’s on the phone with. Lucas has my hand sandwiched between his, and hasn’t left my side for even a second.The IV was placed about twenty minutes ago, and that paired with the ice packs have lowered my fever, but not as much as Abby thought it would. She ordered blood work and is waiting on the results before prescribing an antibiotic. She’s been in and out of the room a few times, and I thought she was giving me special attention because I’m her sister.But it turns out I’m actually really fucking sick.“What do you mean, it came up as inconclusive?” Abby lets out a frustrated sigh. “Okay. Send someone up, please.”“What’s going on?” I ask, throat sore. Every word hurts.“There was an issue with your blood work.” Abby puts the portable phone in the front pocket of her lab coat. “It’s probably a machine malfunction. It d
Chapter Twenty-eight“How is she?” Eliza sits at the foot of the bed.“She’s not getting any better,” Lucas tells her. “I don’t understand what’s going on.” He gently runs his hand over my hair. He thinks I’m still asleep, and I don’t have the energy to open my eyes and tell him otherwise. “I’ve read everything I can about human colds and even the flu. Her symptoms don’t match either.”Eliza moves up and feels my cheek. “She’s burning up.”The sheets rustle and Lucas sits up, getting the thermometer. He doesn’t say what the temperature it out loud, but it can’t be good.“It’s been hours and it hasn’t gone down at all?” Eliza sounds concerned. “I’ll be right back.”Binx, who’s been on my pillow, nuzzles his head against me. He’s worried too, able to sense that my fever just won’t go the fuck away.“Uncover her a bit and it will help her cool off,” Eliza tells Lucas, coming back into the room. I force my eyes open.“Callie,” Lucas breathes. “How are you feeling?”“Shitty,” I croak out a
Chapter Twenty-seven“You can’t leave well enough alone, can you?” Lucas sits on the deck, holding me in his lap. He was there the second after I plunged into Lake Michigan, pulling me from the water and back onto dry land.“It’s one of my many faults.” I shiver. “Why is the water always so fucking cold?”Lucas brushes my hair back, and Binx meows, gently pawing me. “What did you see out there?”“The man with the blue eyes.”“The one you said saved you from the demon in the woods?”“No, that’s the Blue-Eyed Man. This guy isn’t as…as ethereal looking. He’s more like a regular man but has blue eyes.”“Did you hit your head?” Lucas runs his hand over my head.“No, I’m fine.” I push out of his arms and stand. The dizziness is back, and Lucas steadies me.“I’m taking you home.”I want to protest and go back out onto the dock, demanding the man with blue eyes come out and face me. Why lurk around like a creep? If he wants to attack me, then do it already.Lucas picks me up and races over th