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 Twenty-fourA low growl rumbles through the dark. Lucas, growling back, pulls his lips up over his fangs and sprints forward. I conjure an energy ball, lighting up the room. Long shadows are cast on the walls, and that thing is only yards from us. It looks just like the other hellhounds, and blood-tinged saliva drips from its yellowed fangs.“Lucas, duck!” I yell, bringing my hands together, feeding the energy ball. It glows bigger and brighter. I throw the energy ball at the creature, aiming for its shoulder on purpose. It hits right where I wanted and burns through the creature’s skin and down to the muscle.I don’t waste any time. Planting my foot down, I thrust my hand forward and throw it against the wall behind it. It cracks against the drywall, splintering the frame, and then slumps to the ground.Lucas moves so fast I can’t tell what he’s doing until a sickening crack of bones rings out, twisting the creature’s head around. As soon as he drops it, the thing explodes in
Chapter Twenty-fiveLucas speeds forward, fangs out, and lunges at the demon. Black eyes gleaming, the demon sneers and holds out a hand, throwing Lucas back and through a wall. Binx goes after it next, and the demon raises its other hand, stopping my familiar in his tracks.He slowly lowers his hand, and Binx’s shadow is forced to the ground, slipping through a crack in the floorboards.“No!” I cry and reach for my familiar. My mouth falls open and I bring both hands up, throwing them out at the demon. He’s shoved back just enough to lose his hold on Binx. In an instant, my familiar is back by my side, circling around me.“I don’t want to hurt him,” the demon says. He’s in the hunter’s body, and thick, dark veins web across his face. Being in a human body and not being in its true form means we have a shot at killing it. “He could be very useful.”I throw out my hand again, hitting the demon with another wall of energy. This time he counters me, throwing up a shield of his own. Like