choice, Kane,” Drake said as he crossed to Chessa. He wrapped an arm around her waist, cradling her against his body. “Let’s go, love.”
Chessa turned her head, her gaze focusing on him. She frowned, seeming confused.
“I’ve got you. Everything’s going to be okay,” he crooned and brushed a lock of her dark tresses from her forehead.
“Everything is not fine!” I stood in the middle of the room, vibrating with magic. “Let us out, or I’ll blast my way out of here.”
Drake’s expression turned curious. “Now that would be impressive if you could. You’re welcome to try. So far no one has managed it, though.” He tilted his head, studying us. “But together you might have a shot.”
I scowled. “This isn’t a joke.”
“No, Jade, it isn’t.” Drake stood up straight, his eyes piercing me. “Like I said before, it isn’t often I get to protect you, but I’m doing it now. It’s my job. I won’t let some rogue angel hurt you or my grandchild.”
“Future grandchild,” I corrected. “I’m not even in danger…yet.”
“If you’re cursed, you are. This is the best possible solution.”
Kane stepped in front of me, his dagger in his hand. Only the stone wasn’t glowing with magic as it usually did. “We’re leaving. Together. Now open the door, or we’re going to have this out right here.”
Drake shook his head. “I’m sorry, but that’s not possible.”
Kane’s muscles bulged under his T-shirt. He rocked forward on the balls of his feet, and just when he was about to pounce, Chessa and Drake faded translucent.
Drake’s eyes met mine. “I’m sorry to force this on you, but I don’t see any other way. I’ll be back once you’ve seen reason.”
I gaped then shook my head, dislodging the jumbled thoughts in my brain. “See reason? You can’t—”
The pair of them vanished, leaving me and Kane in the room where time stood still.
Chapter 6
“Are we where I think we are?” Kane asked, his voice unusually controlled.
“Yes.” I flopped down on the oversized couch and closed my eyes. I was exhausted, too empty to care about much of anything. My father had just locked me away in a dungeon disguised as a fancy apartment.
He scanned the room. “Do you know where the main door is?”
I waved a hand toward the plain wall to the left. “That’s where it was last time. But my magic wasn’t able to penetrate it at all.”
When my soul had been compromised, the angels had locked me and Lailah, along with another angel, in this prettied-up hellhole. I’d spent hours trying to blast my way out. Nothing had worked. I didn’t see why it would now.
“You didn’t have a demon hunter’s dagger.” Kane pulled his blade from the sheath and held it out in front of him. The stone on the hilt glowed eerie red and then winked out.
I raised a curious eyebrow. “What happened? I noticed the stone wasn’t lit before when you showed it to Drake. Is the room making it faulty, or did you shut it down on purpose?”
“No, I didn’t shut it down. I’m not sure what’s happening.” He pressed his lips together in a thin line as he inspected it. After running his hands along the edge of the blade, he glanced up at me. “It didn’t exactly fail. It’s more like it’s weak, as if it needs a power source.”
“It won’t take it from you?” I sat up, concerned. “Or has it already taken too much?” My fingers dug into the couch cushions. This was crazy. Kane was an incubus. Incubi maintained power through sex. If Kane was weakened, he’d need me. And the last thing I wanted to do was get busy in the room where time stood still. Who knew who was watching us? Not to mention being a prisoner was about the least sexy thing on the planet.
He put the blade on the table in front of us and closed his eyes. After a moment, he nodded. “I still have plenty of power. The stone won’t take it from me, though.” Glancing around, he frowned. “Does this place have
Chessa turned her head, her gaze focusing on him. She frowned, seeming confused.
“I’ve got you. Everything’s going to be okay,” he crooned and brushed a lock of her dark tresses from her forehead.
“Everything is not fine!” I stood in the middle of the room, vibrating with magic. “Let us out, or I’ll blast my way out of here.”
Drake’s expression turned curious. “Now that would be impressive if you could. You’re welcome to try. So far no one has managed it, though.” He tilted his head, studying us. “But together you might have a shot.”
I scowled. “This isn’t a joke.”
“No, Jade, it isn’t.” Drake stood up straight, his eyes piercing me. “Like I said before, it isn’t often I get to protect you, but I’m doing it now. It’s my job. I won’t let some rogue angel hurt you or my grandchild.”
“Future grandchild,” I corrected. “I’m not even in danger…yet.”
“If you’re cursed, you are. This is the best possible solution.”
Kane stepped in front of me, his dagger in his hand. Only the stone wasn’t glowing with magic as it usually did. “We’re leaving. Together. Now open the door, or we’re going to have this out right here.”
Drake shook his head. “I’m sorry, but that’s not possible.”
Kane’s muscles bulged under his T-shirt. He rocked forward on the balls of his feet, and just when he was about to pounce, Chessa and Drake faded translucent.
Drake’s eyes met mine. “I’m sorry to force this on you, but I don’t see any other way. I’ll be back once you’ve seen reason.”
I gaped then shook my head, dislodging the jumbled thoughts in my brain. “See reason? You can’t—”
The pair of them vanished, leaving me and Kane in the room where time stood still.
Chapter 6
“Are we where I think we are?” Kane asked, his voice unusually controlled.
“Yes.” I flopped down on the oversized couch and closed my eyes. I was exhausted, too empty to care about much of anything. My father had just locked me away in a dungeon disguised as a fancy apartment.
He scanned the room. “Do you know where the main door is?”
I waved a hand toward the plain wall to the left. “That’s where it was last time. But my magic wasn’t able to penetrate it at all.”
When my soul had been compromised, the angels had locked me and Lailah, along with another angel, in this prettied-up hellhole. I’d spent hours trying to blast my way out. Nothing had worked. I didn’t see why it would now.
“You didn’t have a demon hunter’s dagger.” Kane pulled his blade from the sheath and held it out in front of him. The stone on the hilt glowed eerie red and then winked out.
I raised a curious eyebrow. “What happened? I noticed the stone wasn’t lit before when you showed it to Drake. Is the room making it faulty, or did you shut it down on purpose?”
“No, I didn’t shut it down. I’m not sure what’s happening.” He pressed his lips together in a thin line as he inspected it. After running his hands along the edge of the blade, he glanced up at me. “It didn’t exactly fail. It’s more like it’s weak, as if it needs a power source.”
“It won’t take it from you?” I sat up, concerned. “Or has it already taken too much?” My fingers dug into the couch cushions. This was crazy. Kane was an incubus. Incubi maintained power through sex. If Kane was weakened, he’d need me. And the last thing I wanted to do was get busy in the room where time stood still. Who knew who was watching us? Not to mention being a prisoner was about the least sexy thing on the planet.
He put the blade on the table in front of us and closed his eyes. After a moment, he nodded. “I still have plenty of power. The stone won’t take it from me, though.” Glancing around, he frowned. “Does this place have
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