Thunderous pounding erupts without warning, shattering my thoughts, and I snap my head toward the beating. Dominic immediately goes into warrior mode, rushing his enormous frame to the door without making a sound. His cloak practically comes to life on its own, wrapping its way around him as tiny metal looking spikes begin poking up through the fabric. Another set of deafening strikes hammer against the door; I have no doubt that someone is trying to beat it down by hand.Dominic glances back at me with caution in his eyes, advising me to stay silent, and yanks up on the latch, pulling the massive door open and protectively angling himself in front."I thought I smelled you in here." Uncle John somehow twists past Dominic, pushing towards me. His eyes are completely black, his voice not his. He leaps over Dominic as if he suddenly has super powers and lands next to me. I scramble to get to my knees. I can almost see the Demon inside of him, contorting his features like an animal.
The Demon's words are like a punch in the gut and suddenly, I want more than just answers. I want to save Uncle John's life. Not for me but for Aunt Kelly. I can't allow this monster to destroy him, no matter how horrible he's been to me.Dominic leans down and whispers, "You must demand the Demon to reveal himself. You have more power over him and he knows it. Get his name and it will weaken his hold. Separate him from his host." He pauses and takes my hand. "But be quick, we do not have much time."I nod and glance back up into the Demon's black eyes. He's still smiling back at me but I can tell he's in pain as fresh blood pools behind him, dripping from his bandaged wrist."Tell me your name," I demand in a low, authoritative tone, keeping my gaze glued to his. Laughter erupts again from the Demon's mouth but I try to ignore it. "Why are you so protective of him?" he asks, and I can tell he's trying to avoid the question. "It's not like he's ever done you any favors. Well, none
Zack reaches for my hand with a concerned smile that barely reaches his eyes. "Get some rest," he reminds me, leaning down to kiss my forehead. He whispers something in Dominic's ear, but this time I can't hear his words. "We'll talk about this later," he says, holding the door open for Dominic."Dominic, wait," I say, stopping him from going any further. "Please talk to me." His back is to me so I can't see his face, but I hear the door close. My heart feels like it's in my throat. He doesn't want to stay-I can practically smell it on him."You must rest," he whispers, but there's something else behind his tone. Something I can't quite put my finger on. Could it be sorrow? Disappointment? I'm not sure, but it feels a little like both."Please don't leave." My voice cracks on the last word and I silently pray he gives in.I feel like throwing up when his head drops but this time, it's not from possibly resurrecting a Demon. He doesn't want to talk. Hell, I'm pretty sure he doesn'
Relief washes over me like a stream of warm water as Dominic's huge arms wrap around my waist. Closing my eyes, I take in the feel of his body so close to mine, almost forgetting that I was beyond angry only seconds ago.Wait a minute."So, I need to know." My voice cracks a little. "Are you going to tell me who Victoria really is? Or is that a secret, too?" I whisper, trying to keep my emotions in check this time.He takes a second to answer and I wonder if he's deciding how much to say. The needles are back, poking around in my gut. "She has been a trusted friend," he pulls back and his eyes go soft when he looks at me, "for a very long time.""Yeah," I reply, swallowing hard, "she mentioned something about that." I stop, hoping he'll fill in more of the blanks but he stays quiet, so I repeat her words. "Seventy-three years, right?"His eyes wrinkle slightly at the corners. I can tell he's not happy I know that part. "Yes, and I haven't spoken to her about boundaries yet. I want
Dominic takes my hand in his and kisses it as we walk down the hallway together. I can't stop looking up into his amazing eyes when I hear someone approaching. Dominic turns his head in the direction of the heavy footsteps but it only takes another second for me to recognize my brother's walk. The expression on his face is serious and he hasn't looked at me once. His eyes are only directed at Dominic, and I can tell something's up."Gideon is waiting for you in the Great Hall." Zack finally looks away from Dominic and acknowledges me with a slight nod."On my way." Dominic kisses the side of my face turning in the same direction Zack came from and I pull his arm back. "Hang on. Don't we," I look back up at him, "get any time to ourselves?"Zack sighs under his breath, as if he's a little annoyed, and my eyes go straight to his. "Katie, time is of the essence. Skylar needs our immediate protection." "I-I get that, but-""Kate," Dominic stops my words, "Zack is right. I must go."
"I was afraid you were gonna say that." I look down, wondering if I can go through this again. It's not like Uncle John's been a standup guy. The asshole did make several passes at me and I never told Aunt Kelly-there's no way I could break her heart with that kind of information. Thank God he was always too drunk to get any further than a forced kiss or a grab at my boob. Otherwise, I'm not sure I could have stopped him. The more I think about it, the more I don't want to help him at all. Maybe Aunt Kelly would be better off with him dead. He's never been a good husband and there's no telling how low he had to sink to meet a Demon in the first place or how long it's been going on. Which brings me to the million dollar question..."How did he even get involved with a Demon, anyway?""It's hard to say," he says, leaning against the mantle. He scratches his forehead. "He's always been kind of a jerk.""Well, duh-" I say with such disgust he instantly looks over to me."What?" He narr
Gideon gives me a slow nod. His handsome, rugged features are sharp and chiseled and his hair is a thick, medium brown. He narrows his hazel-green eyes as if sizing me up...or maybe he just figured out how nervous I actually am. Every single person here is male, each is at least one double my size and they all look like they're hungry for war."Your Majesty, it is a pleasure to meet you." Gideon's gritty voice floods the room. He props his elbows on the table and leans forward like he's eager to hear what Dominic has to say.Dominic shifts in his seat and I look over at him, giving him my full attention. "I have gathered you all here because we have a potential situation that will become volatile of we do not act quickly." He pauses and glances at me before continuing. "The Queen's close friend, Skylar Bennett, is being targeted by several Earth Demons. The details as to why are not important; he needs our immediate protection before they succeed in taking him." Low murmuring break
Three quick knocks at the door startle me out of Dominic's amazing, deep, kiss and all I want to do is throw something at the person who did it."Your Majesty?" Victoria peeks her head in the room. "Can I get you anything before you retire?" She addresses me, but her eyes are on Dominic."No!" I speak so quickly, but it's obvious what we were doing before she barged in. And she knows it. "Thank you, Victoria." I don't want to fight with her or start any more trouble, but I do want her to understand that unless I need her, stay out. Of course, this isn't the appropriate time for that conversation so I smile and say, "I'll see you in the morning."Victoria grins and nods to Dominic before dropping into a full bow, escaping out the door. And again, everything just got super awkward."It is getting late," Dominic whispers. "No," I whine, my arms tightening around his waist. "Stay a little longer." He shakes his head, gently pulling my arms away, and steps back.Now it's official