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found and proceeded to strap on my weapons one at a time. Double back sheath for my two swords, my whip clipped to my left hip, crossbow slung over my shoulder and adjusted so I could pull my swords, a knife in the sheath at my lower back, a knife strapped to my calf under my right boot, and a quiver of crossbow bolts hanging from my right hip.
Rylee, I’m back. The flying monkeys are all dead, but they seemed to fall apart around the time I reached them. I assume that means Pestilence is taken care of?
Blaz’s voice soothed my nerves for a moment and I nodded even though he couldn’t see me. He’d feel my intentions. “Yes. Taken care of. One down, three nasty motherfuckers to go.”
I looked at those around me and couldn’t help the heat in my face. I’d been a complete ass to Lark and Liam, yet I saw no condemnation in either of them.
“Not your fault, Rylee,” Lark said as if reading my mind. “You can’t always know what’s going to happen to you; especially when facing demons and almost certain death.” She put one hand on my shoulder and gave it a quick squeeze.
I brushed her hand off and let out slow breath. “Fuck. I’m sorry, Lark. I . . . .”
She snorted and shook her head. “Tracker, you remind me so much of . . . I forget you aren’t her. You are stronger than she ever was.” She let out a slow sigh and ran a hand over her face. “Forgive me, for thinking you don’t know what you’re doing. I’m not used to anyone else being able to make things happen. It has always been on my shoulders. It is strange to be asked to trust someone else’s judgment. As to the rest, well, it is forgotten already.” She turned my hand over so it was palm down and then tapped two of her fingers to it.
“What’s that for?”
Her smile slowly lit her face, softening the irritation there only a moment before. “A way of showing respect for someone; you know you are strong enough.”
“Thank you.” The words flowed off my tongue and it was like she said; the fight between us was forgotten. We were a team and we were going to finish Orion together.
“Let’s get this show on the road. We’ve got a kid to grab, demons to kill, and a fucking world to save,” I said.
Liam grinned at me, but in his smile I saw Faris too, and my heart lurched more than a little. Ah, what the hell. I reached for him, grabbed his face, and pulled him too me.
“Welcome back, Adamson.”
“We get a minute alone, and I’ll show you how glad I am to be back.”
Behind us, Lark grunted. “See what I mean, Cactus? Trackers, they’re a lot like ogres.”
I grinned over my shoulder at her. “I’ll take that for a compliment.”
She laughed and smiled back at me. “Oh, it was meant to be. Mating and fighting; if there are only two things you’re good at in this life, I’d put those at the top of the list too.”
Outside, Blaz let out a roar that shook the store.
Incoming humans. Time to leave.
Time to leave, indeed.
CHAPTER 12
RYLEE
WE BAGGED LIAM and Berget up in the black out curtains and dragged them out of the store as the first cop car showed up.
Marco hopped toward us, his wings fluttering. “Give them to me.”
Inside the bag, Faris muttered away. I rolled my eyes. “Quit your bitching or I’ll leave you behind.” There was no real heat in my words. We all knew I wasn’t leaving him. I handed the top of the bag to Marco’s outstretched claw. He leapt into the air, dragging the two vampires with him. A sharp slap came from the bag and I bet Berget let Faris have it again.
Even if she hadn’t, the thought made me smile.
“Freeze. Put your hands in the air!” The female cop on the left called out to us, dragging my attention back to her. I looked up at Blaz.
“You like smashing cars?”
He spun, flicked his tail high into the air, then brought it down hard on top of the police cruiser. The glass exploded and the two cops leapt away from their now useless vehicle. They
Rylee, I’m back. The flying monkeys are all dead, but they seemed to fall apart around the time I reached them. I assume that means Pestilence is taken care of?
Blaz’s voice soothed my nerves for a moment and I nodded even though he couldn’t see me. He’d feel my intentions. “Yes. Taken care of. One down, three nasty motherfuckers to go.”
I looked at those around me and couldn’t help the heat in my face. I’d been a complete ass to Lark and Liam, yet I saw no condemnation in either of them.
“Not your fault, Rylee,” Lark said as if reading my mind. “You can’t always know what’s going to happen to you; especially when facing demons and almost certain death.” She put one hand on my shoulder and gave it a quick squeeze.
I brushed her hand off and let out slow breath. “Fuck. I’m sorry, Lark. I . . . .”
She snorted and shook her head. “Tracker, you remind me so much of . . . I forget you aren’t her. You are stronger than she ever was.” She let out a slow sigh and ran a hand over her face. “Forgive me, for thinking you don’t know what you’re doing. I’m not used to anyone else being able to make things happen. It has always been on my shoulders. It is strange to be asked to trust someone else’s judgment. As to the rest, well, it is forgotten already.” She turned my hand over so it was palm down and then tapped two of her fingers to it.
“What’s that for?”
Her smile slowly lit her face, softening the irritation there only a moment before. “A way of showing respect for someone; you know you are strong enough.”
“Thank you.” The words flowed off my tongue and it was like she said; the fight between us was forgotten. We were a team and we were going to finish Orion together.
“Let’s get this show on the road. We’ve got a kid to grab, demons to kill, and a fucking world to save,” I said.
Liam grinned at me, but in his smile I saw Faris too, and my heart lurched more than a little. Ah, what the hell. I reached for him, grabbed his face, and pulled him too me.
“Welcome back, Adamson.”
“We get a minute alone, and I’ll show you how glad I am to be back.”
Behind us, Lark grunted. “See what I mean, Cactus? Trackers, they’re a lot like ogres.”
I grinned over my shoulder at her. “I’ll take that for a compliment.”
She laughed and smiled back at me. “Oh, it was meant to be. Mating and fighting; if there are only two things you’re good at in this life, I’d put those at the top of the list too.”
Outside, Blaz let out a roar that shook the store.
Incoming humans. Time to leave.
Time to leave, indeed.
CHAPTER 12
RYLEE
WE BAGGED LIAM and Berget up in the black out curtains and dragged them out of the store as the first cop car showed up.
Marco hopped toward us, his wings fluttering. “Give them to me.”
Inside the bag, Faris muttered away. I rolled my eyes. “Quit your bitching or I’ll leave you behind.” There was no real heat in my words. We all knew I wasn’t leaving him. I handed the top of the bag to Marco’s outstretched claw. He leapt into the air, dragging the two vampires with him. A sharp slap came from the bag and I bet Berget let Faris have it again.
Even if she hadn’t, the thought made me smile.
“Freeze. Put your hands in the air!” The female cop on the left called out to us, dragging my attention back to her. I looked up at Blaz.
“You like smashing cars?”
He spun, flicked his tail high into the air, then brought it down hard on top of the police cruiser. The glass exploded and the two cops leapt away from their now useless vehicle. They
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