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garage slowly, lights killed. He couldn’t attract attention.
“Duck,” he demanded of Felicia.
She didn’t. Wide-eyed, she stared out the back window at the hooded figures amassing in the gardens. “There are so many of them! Who—”
“Duck!” He grabbed her neck and pulled her head down.
Her cheek hit his thigh, and he felt Felicia panting through his trousers. He got hard. Again.
Damn it.
“What the devil are you doing?” She struggled against his hold.
“Hiding you from a madman. Stay the bloody hell down!”
A moment later, Mathias emerged from the middle of the Anarki pack. Duke’s fingers tightened in Felicia’s hair.Horror gripped him as the wind whipped the evil wizard’s long hair away from his deceptively youthful face, revealing a smile of evil glee. It took everything inside Duke not to turn back to protect his family and their guests when Mathias raised his hands to the wall, as if readying to demolish it with a spell.
To Duke’s surprise, no bricks tumbled to the ground.
Holy hell!
He glanced down at Felicia, her shoulders hunched beside the gearshift. He’d known magic would be impossible when she was near; that was the nature of an Untouchable. But Mathias was at least two hundred meters away.
Her suppression of magic was that strong? That made her a force to be reckoned with. And a huge target for Mathias.
Even before tonight, Felicia had been someone Duke was willing to protect with his life … and he didn’t want to think too hard about why. Now that he knew she was the Untouchable, he’d move heaven and earth to keep her safe.
He eased down the drive to the dark road. Once he hit the little lane, Duke jammed down on the clutch, threw the gearshift into first, then stomped on the accelerator. Rapidly, he shifted up to second, third, fourth … still feeling Felicia’s breath on his thigh. Checking the rearview mirror, he was relieved to see that no one appeared to notice his departure in the mayhem. He floored it, putting distance between them and Mathias, every muscle in his body tense, his heart thumping in his chest.
As he rounded the first corner, one of the walls of the sixteenth-century chapel crashed down under Mathias’s spell. Duke closed his eyes and held in a curse. Dear God, please let everyone be unharmed, especially once Mathias realized the Doomsday Brethren had spirited the Untouchable away.
As the house slipped from sight, Duke flipped on theheadlights and released Felicia, fighting the urge to run his hand through her soft honey hair to ensure she was unharmed. “Sorry if I hurt you. Are you all right?”
“Who were those people in the robes? Were they the villains trying to—”
“Yes.” He didn’t want to elaborate now. And he didn’t want to talk about Felicia being hurt or killed. The other female corpses he’d seen after Mathias’s torture were too horrific to contemplate.
Panic raced across her face. “What about the wedding party and the house?”
“Bram, Marrok, and Ice will protect everyone.”
“Three people aren’t enough to fight that army. We must call the authorities. Go back! Mason and your mother and—”
“The police can’t help them.” Duke pressed his lips together regretfully, shifting again as the car jetted through the inky night. “We can’t go back.”
“They need our help!”
“I’ll make certain they get it, but you must be safe at all costs.”
“I won’t leave Mason there to die!”
“He’ll be fine.” Duke gritted his teeth at the sound of his brother’s name on her lips, spoken with such devotion. “It’s not him they want. It’s you.”
Privately, he worried about his family and guests, but he saw no need to admit that to Felicia and worry her more.
Grabbing the phone from his pocket, he thumbed through the menus, then found the number he sought.
Tynan answered on the first ring, “You all right, Duke?”
“Close call, but I’m fine.”
“Did you find—”
“Indeed. My
“Duck,” he demanded of Felicia.
She didn’t. Wide-eyed, she stared out the back window at the hooded figures amassing in the gardens. “There are so many of them! Who—”
“Duck!” He grabbed her neck and pulled her head down.
Her cheek hit his thigh, and he felt Felicia panting through his trousers. He got hard. Again.
Damn it.
“What the devil are you doing?” She struggled against his hold.
“Hiding you from a madman. Stay the bloody hell down!”
A moment later, Mathias emerged from the middle of the Anarki pack. Duke’s fingers tightened in Felicia’s hair.Horror gripped him as the wind whipped the evil wizard’s long hair away from his deceptively youthful face, revealing a smile of evil glee. It took everything inside Duke not to turn back to protect his family and their guests when Mathias raised his hands to the wall, as if readying to demolish it with a spell.
To Duke’s surprise, no bricks tumbled to the ground.
Holy hell!
He glanced down at Felicia, her shoulders hunched beside the gearshift. He’d known magic would be impossible when she was near; that was the nature of an Untouchable. But Mathias was at least two hundred meters away.
Her suppression of magic was that strong? That made her a force to be reckoned with. And a huge target for Mathias.
Even before tonight, Felicia had been someone Duke was willing to protect with his life … and he didn’t want to think too hard about why. Now that he knew she was the Untouchable, he’d move heaven and earth to keep her safe.
He eased down the drive to the dark road. Once he hit the little lane, Duke jammed down on the clutch, threw the gearshift into first, then stomped on the accelerator. Rapidly, he shifted up to second, third, fourth … still feeling Felicia’s breath on his thigh. Checking the rearview mirror, he was relieved to see that no one appeared to notice his departure in the mayhem. He floored it, putting distance between them and Mathias, every muscle in his body tense, his heart thumping in his chest.
As he rounded the first corner, one of the walls of the sixteenth-century chapel crashed down under Mathias’s spell. Duke closed his eyes and held in a curse. Dear God, please let everyone be unharmed, especially once Mathias realized the Doomsday Brethren had spirited the Untouchable away.
As the house slipped from sight, Duke flipped on theheadlights and released Felicia, fighting the urge to run his hand through her soft honey hair to ensure she was unharmed. “Sorry if I hurt you. Are you all right?”
“Who were those people in the robes? Were they the villains trying to—”
“Yes.” He didn’t want to elaborate now. And he didn’t want to talk about Felicia being hurt or killed. The other female corpses he’d seen after Mathias’s torture were too horrific to contemplate.
Panic raced across her face. “What about the wedding party and the house?”
“Bram, Marrok, and Ice will protect everyone.”
“Three people aren’t enough to fight that army. We must call the authorities. Go back! Mason and your mother and—”
“The police can’t help them.” Duke pressed his lips together regretfully, shifting again as the car jetted through the inky night. “We can’t go back.”
“They need our help!”
“I’ll make certain they get it, but you must be safe at all costs.”
“I won’t leave Mason there to die!”
“He’ll be fine.” Duke gritted his teeth at the sound of his brother’s name on her lips, spoken with such devotion. “It’s not him they want. It’s you.”
Privately, he worried about his family and guests, but he saw no need to admit that to Felicia and worry her more.
Grabbing the phone from his pocket, he thumbed through the menus, then found the number he sought.
Tynan answered on the first ring, “You all right, Duke?”
“Close call, but I’m fine.”
“Did you find—”
“Indeed. My
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