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street toward the gates, Zeke moved
quickly, not wasting any time to confront this warlock. Anger fueled his steps,
and the longer he walked, the more he ground his teeth together.
    Did the warlock honestly believe he had a right to Bryanna?
    He neared the gates and spotted Layton, sitting atop the
hood of his expensive silver BMW sports car, which no doubt had been purchased
with Bryanna’s money.
    When the warlock noticed Zeke, he jumped off the hood and
approached. Zeke studied Layton and understood why Bryanna had fallen under
Layton’s spell. The warlock had been blessed with good looks, but in his blue
eyes lay selfishness and greed, something he couldn’t hide from a demon.
    Zeke stopped a few feet away, not daring to move too close
for fear he’d lose his temper. “Go back to Shreveport.”
    Layton came to a halt. “Where is Bryanna?” He looked at
Arlo, frowning. “Why didn’t you go and get her?”
    Zeke had to give Layton some credit; in front of a demon and
an ogre, he didn’t look afraid. “Your request to see her has officially been
denied.”
    Darkness spread over Layton’s expression before he took two
large steps toward him, closing the distance. “By whose authority, demon?”
    He snorted at Layton’s dark look. Compared to what he’d seen
from the Devil when he was banished from hell, Layton’s expression appeared
gentle. “It would be wise to leave now.”
    Layton drew in a deep breath, stretched up to appear taller
and thrust out his chest. “Is she being held captive?”
    That question struck Zeke hard in the chest and he growled,
“She’s freer than she has ever been.” He leaned in and allowed the fire inside
of him to shine through his eyes. “From here on out, your name will be nothing
more than a bad memory for her.”
    The warlock’s eyes narrowed as the air shimmered around
them. Every hair on Zeke’s arms stood up, indicating Layton had conjured his
energy-based magic. Not that Zeke was worried. Magic had no effect on demons,
and if he dared unleash it, it would tickle Zeke at best.
    “She’s my witch,” Layton spat. “You have no right to
refuse me.” His eyebrows drew together and he snarled, “Produce her now or I’ll
report you to a higher power.”
    “Who?” Arlo laughed, low and deep, and he stomped a big foot
against the ground. “The supernatural police?”
    Layton glanced sideways as the energy in the air vibrated.
“The Shreveport coven is powerful and they’ll come after you.”
    Zeke would welcome the challenge. If anyone dared to be a
threat to Charmstone or anyone in it, those who lived in and loved this town
would show up to fight. Layton didn’t know who lived here; Zeke did. No coven
could stand against the powerful supernaturals who called Charmstone home.
    Now though, Zeke understood why Layton wouldn’t cross
through the gates. His coven could not offer him protection. Anything that
happened outside of Charmstone he could report; anything inside the town, he
couldn’t.
    Coward.
    A pitiful excuse of a warlock whom Zeke wanted to rip to
shreds. “Is her money worth that much to you?”
    Layton’s eyes went huge before they lowered into slits.
“That’s none of your business.”
    “ She is my business.” Rage burned so wicked
hot in his blood that thoughts of ending this threat filled his mind. He
hungered to rid Bryanna of this warlock who had mistreated her. “She no longer
belongs to you. She is mine. ”
    Layton stared at him hard, then threw his head back and
laughed. He finally looked back at him and he might as well have spit on Zeke,
since that look of disgust filled his face. “Bryanna would never belong
to you. Besides, she’s only been gone less than a day. Please, a demon ,
as if she would sink that low.”
    “Uh oh,” Arlo muttered, taking a step back, and his giant
foot thumped against the gravel road.
    Layton’s laughter died off as Zeke took the final step to
reach him, now standing nose-to-nose with the prick.