said under my breath.
“Yes, we are,” Leith agreed, his voice low.
“Do we know where this demon, this Breka, lives?”
“Yes,” Daniel said, turning from Shane with some effort, his brows still furrowed, his jaw still tight. He had, it seemed, the same reaction that Kyle had. “But his house is over a dimensional door. It’s not actually a house; it’s just an entrance to another plane.”
I frowned. “Do you guys not have experience with crossing dimensions?”
He shook his head.
“Okay, Leith and I can go alone, then. It’s not a problem.”
“But the problem is that Breka only allows people entrance to his home if they bring him a sacrifice.”
“I’m sorry?” I was aghast that they would allow something like that to happen in their territory. “What kind of warders are––”
“No, not a sacrifice like that.” Daniel shook his head. “Not one for slaughter or blood, but like a beautiful man or woman who he can sleep with if he wants.”
“Sleep with?” He had said sleep and not defile or rape, but I was still confused.
“Not hurt in any way,” Leith clarified.
“No, just screw,” Daniel clarified.
“Wait, people bring him dates?” I still wasn’t sure I understood.
“Sort of, I guess. Like when you take a hot girl with you to a club, you know you’re gonna get in because the doorman’s gonna wave you to the front of the line.”
“But you don’t normally leave the hot girl with the club owner.”
“Yeah, but I bet that goes on.”
I cleared my throat. “So the sacrifice is what––drugged or something, and this Breka, he sleeps with them?”
“No, it’s not even that sinister. The demon only glamours the willing and they always leave the next day.”
“You guys check.”
“Yeah.”
“Okay,” Leith sighed. “So you need a regular person, or someone they think is ordinary, with you or they won’t even let you in the door.”
“Yeah.”
“And they have to be hot.”
“Like smokin’ hot, yeah.”
“All right, then,” Leith said, turning to look at me. “So I can look like the regular person, and then once we’re in we can cut our way to Breka and the other demons and kill them. It’s just getting through the front door.”
I smiled at him.
“What?”
“You just basically said that you were hot.”
“Marcus, no one’s gonna believe that I’m the guy and you’re my arm candy.”
I chuckled. “Arm candy.”
“Seriously?”
“Shit,” I groaned. “You know this isn’t a two-man job.”
“No, it’s not.”
“We need help,” I told him solemnly.
“It can’t be helped, Marcus.”
“But if they’re close to killing the dark witch—”
“You know I hate that we’re calling her that,” Leith cut me off. “I know a lot of witches and none of them are like this demon’s mate. I want to call her something else.”
“Just her name, then,” I soothed. “Moira.”
“Okay.”
“Okay, so, if the guys are close to—”
“This is more important,” he assured me. “This is the family of your mate.” Leith was right. There was no argument.
“Can you find them?”
His smile was warm. “I can. It would be easier if it was the other way around and I was there and had to find you, but I can do it.”
I reached out and put a hand on his shoulder.
“Your energy is like a beacon, you know.” Leith patted my hand on him before he stepped away. “I can always sense where you are.”
I heard that from my fellow warders all the time.
“Come right back,” I ordered.
He nodded, then walked out of the room and out the front door. I noticed the looks from the other warders then. Surprise, astonishment, from all of them.
“What?”
“He can come back?” Shane asked.
A wormhole was how we traveled when we had to get to one another over any great distance. We opened up a channel from one warder to the other, and we jumped through what was basically a swirling vortex of wind. It took a great deal of energy and
“Yes, we are,” Leith agreed, his voice low.
“Do we know where this demon, this Breka, lives?”
“Yes,” Daniel said, turning from Shane with some effort, his brows still furrowed, his jaw still tight. He had, it seemed, the same reaction that Kyle had. “But his house is over a dimensional door. It’s not actually a house; it’s just an entrance to another plane.”
I frowned. “Do you guys not have experience with crossing dimensions?”
He shook his head.
“Okay, Leith and I can go alone, then. It’s not a problem.”
“But the problem is that Breka only allows people entrance to his home if they bring him a sacrifice.”
“I’m sorry?” I was aghast that they would allow something like that to happen in their territory. “What kind of warders are––”
“No, not a sacrifice like that.” Daniel shook his head. “Not one for slaughter or blood, but like a beautiful man or woman who he can sleep with if he wants.”
“Sleep with?” He had said sleep and not defile or rape, but I was still confused.
“Not hurt in any way,” Leith clarified.
“No, just screw,” Daniel clarified.
“Wait, people bring him dates?” I still wasn’t sure I understood.
“Sort of, I guess. Like when you take a hot girl with you to a club, you know you’re gonna get in because the doorman’s gonna wave you to the front of the line.”
“But you don’t normally leave the hot girl with the club owner.”
“Yeah, but I bet that goes on.”
I cleared my throat. “So the sacrifice is what––drugged or something, and this Breka, he sleeps with them?”
“No, it’s not even that sinister. The demon only glamours the willing and they always leave the next day.”
“You guys check.”
“Yeah.”
“Okay,” Leith sighed. “So you need a regular person, or someone they think is ordinary, with you or they won’t even let you in the door.”
“Yeah.”
“And they have to be hot.”
“Like smokin’ hot, yeah.”
“All right, then,” Leith said, turning to look at me. “So I can look like the regular person, and then once we’re in we can cut our way to Breka and the other demons and kill them. It’s just getting through the front door.”
I smiled at him.
“What?”
“You just basically said that you were hot.”
“Marcus, no one’s gonna believe that I’m the guy and you’re my arm candy.”
I chuckled. “Arm candy.”
“Seriously?”
“Shit,” I groaned. “You know this isn’t a two-man job.”
“No, it’s not.”
“We need help,” I told him solemnly.
“It can’t be helped, Marcus.”
“But if they’re close to killing the dark witch—”
“You know I hate that we’re calling her that,” Leith cut me off. “I know a lot of witches and none of them are like this demon’s mate. I want to call her something else.”
“Just her name, then,” I soothed. “Moira.”
“Okay.”
“Okay, so, if the guys are close to—”
“This is more important,” he assured me. “This is the family of your mate.” Leith was right. There was no argument.
“Can you find them?”
His smile was warm. “I can. It would be easier if it was the other way around and I was there and had to find you, but I can do it.”
I reached out and put a hand on his shoulder.
“Your energy is like a beacon, you know.” Leith patted my hand on him before he stepped away. “I can always sense where you are.”
I heard that from my fellow warders all the time.
“Come right back,” I ordered.
He nodded, then walked out of the room and out the front door. I noticed the looks from the other warders then. Surprise, astonishment, from all of them.
“What?”
“He can come back?” Shane asked.
A wormhole was how we traveled when we had to get to one another over any great distance. We opened up a channel from one warder to the other, and we jumped through what was basically a swirling vortex of wind. It took a great deal of energy and
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