he landed near
it. He smelled Katie’s, too, and was unable to quell the surge of
lust that ran through him. He entered the castle, following the
scents up the back stairwell that Katie alone used to avoid the
other Immortals.
The trail led him to Kris’s large chamber,
and he strode in without knocking. Toby was in Kris’s bed, the pale
baby angel stripped down to his waist and unconscious. Ully and
Kris carefully wrapped one of his arms in gauze. Katie sat on
Kris’s couch, glassy-eyed while her own wound went untreated.
Rhyn’s anger stirred at the sight of her bleeding alone, and he
crossed to her, snatching the first aid kit off the bed.
Kris’s gaze went from emerald to amber, and
he strode across the room to meet him. Rhyn nearly decked him when
the blond brother shoved him back.
“Get the fuck out, Rhyn!” Kris snapped. “And
don’t try to tell me that black cat wasn’t you! You’re one
twisted-- ”
“Kris!” Katie interjected, standing
unsteadily. “It wasn’t him. He was off fighting some demon that
attacked me.”
“You stay out of this!”
“No, Kris, I won’t! You’re too quick to blame
everyone else! It’s my fault Toby was wandering around without
someone watching him, but really, Kris, who assigns a woman an
Immortal kid that’s not even her own and expects her to know what
to do with it?”
“I’m up to here with your lip. Sit down and
shut up, Katie!”
Rhyn was content to let them fight when he
thought she was winning, like she normally did. He sensed Kris’s
agitation was increased by the ensnaring scent of Katie’s blood,
which was heavy in the air. At Kris’s angry response, Rhyn shoved
his brother out of his path.
“Talk to my mate like that again, brother , and I’ll fuck up this castle and everyone in it
before you can think of stopping me.” He crossed to Katie and sat
on the ottoman in front of her. She sat, dazed. Kris’s gaze burned
a hole in his back, but Rhyn ignored him. Instead, he focused hard
on cleaning up her blood and bandaging her arm before the scent
drove him too wild to control himself.
“I want you gone, Rhyn. Be out of here by
nightfall,” Kris said at last, his voice quiet and hard.
“You all won’t live long if I go, Kris. The
forest is full of demons out for Sasha’s head, and the Dark One may
be sending more of its creatures. At this point, I’m the only thing
capable of standing between you and the monsters in the forest,”
Rhyn replied with calmness he didn’t feel.
He felt Katie’s gaze on him and looked up
from the bandage, his eyes lingering on her face. Her surprise
echoed what he felt from Kris. He was trying not to let the feel of
Katie’s skin heat his blood, but her nearness and direct gaze lit
him afire.
A half-demon outcast didn’t deserve anything
so delicate or beautiful, but Death help him, he wanted her more
than anything else in his life. He didn’t even know yet if he could
protect anyone’s ass, except his own. He dropped his gaze to the
bandage, and he finished it in a hurry. If he didn’t leave soon,
and she kept looking at him like that, he’d make love to her right
there.
“Toby needs a healer,” Ully said from the
bedside.
“I know where to find one,” Rhyn said, his
thoughts going to the Ancient healer that had been a prisoner in
Sasha’s zoo in Hell across the hall from his own cell. He stood
without looking at Katie. “I’ll be back. Keep everyone out of the
forest, Kris.”
He stalked to the door, sexual frustration
and anger in his blood again. He jogged through the castle and ran
out into the snow, launching himself into the cold air as he
changed into the bird form. For once, he was grateful for the
coldness chilling his fevered skin.
For the second time in as many days, Rhyn
surprised her. She wasn’t expecting his ministrations-- however
rough and sloppy they were-- or his mouthing off to Kris.
And neither was Kris. The Immortals’ leader
cursed and paced for a few
it. He smelled Katie’s, too, and was unable to quell the surge of
lust that ran through him. He entered the castle, following the
scents up the back stairwell that Katie alone used to avoid the
other Immortals.
The trail led him to Kris’s large chamber,
and he strode in without knocking. Toby was in Kris’s bed, the pale
baby angel stripped down to his waist and unconscious. Ully and
Kris carefully wrapped one of his arms in gauze. Katie sat on
Kris’s couch, glassy-eyed while her own wound went untreated.
Rhyn’s anger stirred at the sight of her bleeding alone, and he
crossed to her, snatching the first aid kit off the bed.
Kris’s gaze went from emerald to amber, and
he strode across the room to meet him. Rhyn nearly decked him when
the blond brother shoved him back.
“Get the fuck out, Rhyn!” Kris snapped. “And
don’t try to tell me that black cat wasn’t you! You’re one
twisted-- ”
“Kris!” Katie interjected, standing
unsteadily. “It wasn’t him. He was off fighting some demon that
attacked me.”
“You stay out of this!”
“No, Kris, I won’t! You’re too quick to blame
everyone else! It’s my fault Toby was wandering around without
someone watching him, but really, Kris, who assigns a woman an
Immortal kid that’s not even her own and expects her to know what
to do with it?”
“I’m up to here with your lip. Sit down and
shut up, Katie!”
Rhyn was content to let them fight when he
thought she was winning, like she normally did. He sensed Kris’s
agitation was increased by the ensnaring scent of Katie’s blood,
which was heavy in the air. At Kris’s angry response, Rhyn shoved
his brother out of his path.
“Talk to my mate like that again, brother , and I’ll fuck up this castle and everyone in it
before you can think of stopping me.” He crossed to Katie and sat
on the ottoman in front of her. She sat, dazed. Kris’s gaze burned
a hole in his back, but Rhyn ignored him. Instead, he focused hard
on cleaning up her blood and bandaging her arm before the scent
drove him too wild to control himself.
“I want you gone, Rhyn. Be out of here by
nightfall,” Kris said at last, his voice quiet and hard.
“You all won’t live long if I go, Kris. The
forest is full of demons out for Sasha’s head, and the Dark One may
be sending more of its creatures. At this point, I’m the only thing
capable of standing between you and the monsters in the forest,”
Rhyn replied with calmness he didn’t feel.
He felt Katie’s gaze on him and looked up
from the bandage, his eyes lingering on her face. Her surprise
echoed what he felt from Kris. He was trying not to let the feel of
Katie’s skin heat his blood, but her nearness and direct gaze lit
him afire.
A half-demon outcast didn’t deserve anything
so delicate or beautiful, but Death help him, he wanted her more
than anything else in his life. He didn’t even know yet if he could
protect anyone’s ass, except his own. He dropped his gaze to the
bandage, and he finished it in a hurry. If he didn’t leave soon,
and she kept looking at him like that, he’d make love to her right
there.
“Toby needs a healer,” Ully said from the
bedside.
“I know where to find one,” Rhyn said, his
thoughts going to the Ancient healer that had been a prisoner in
Sasha’s zoo in Hell across the hall from his own cell. He stood
without looking at Katie. “I’ll be back. Keep everyone out of the
forest, Kris.”
He stalked to the door, sexual frustration
and anger in his blood again. He jogged through the castle and ran
out into the snow, launching himself into the cold air as he
changed into the bird form. For once, he was grateful for the
coldness chilling his fevered skin.
For the second time in as many days, Rhyn
surprised her. She wasn’t expecting his ministrations-- however
rough and sloppy they were-- or his mouthing off to Kris.
And neither was Kris. The Immortals’ leader
cursed and paced for a few
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