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
Chapter Twenty-sixI know from the time I hear to gunshot to the time I feel it hit me is less than a second. Yet the pain never comes, and Lucas is in front of me, growling. Another shot is fired, hitting him in the stomach.Fighting through the pain, Lucas speeds forward and grabs the gunman’s hand, snapping his wrist back. The bones break and the gun clatters to the ground. Using my powers, I throw the gun off the deck and into the lake. Funny, how facing demons and creatures made up of hundreds of rats scares me, but having someone point a gun at me scares me even more.My eyes go to Lucas, who has the gunman pushed up against the wall of the building. His fingers are wrapped around his throat, fangs glinting and eyes full of anger. He’s not mad he got shot—twice—but that someone aimed the gun at me and pulled the trigger.“Hey!” another man shouts, running down the deck. “Let him go!” He’s holding a pistol in one hand and points it at Lucas. I recognize his voice before he comes
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
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-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 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 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