can handle it.â
âIâm sure.â She yawned again. âBut itâs our dutyâ¦.â
âTo be ready for anything. And we canât be ready if weâre too tired to fight.â
âPoint taken,â she whispered. Her eyes closed and her breathing deepened.
Cal lay for a few minutes staring at her face and the way her long red hair dried in feathery curls against his arm. His heart swelled until his chest hurt. He loved this woman more than heâd ever imagined and if anything ever happened to herâ¦
The events of the past couple of days caught up with him, exhaustion claiming him in sleep.
As he drifted away, he pictured Demi standing in a dark alley, naked, her hair flying out around her, her body backlit by a streetlight. He wanted to go to her, but he couldnât. The shadows shifted and congealed into forms that burst into the open with a loud
boom
.
Cal sat up straight. His cell phone rang somewhere on the floor and the scent of smoke wafted toward him from beneath the door.
Demi jerked awake, her eyes wide. âWhat was that?â
He leaped from the bed and grabbed his pants, yanking them up his legs, digging his phone out of the front pocket.
Before he could answer, someone was pounding at the door. âWeâve got trouble!â
Chapter Five
Her heart pounding against her ribs, Demi dove for her suitcase and quickly dressed as Cal flung open the bedroom door.
There was a gaping hole where the entrance door to the suite had been, the door lying in splinters on the floor a few feet inside the room.
Katya and Blaise were nowhere to be seen, but Demi could hear shouts and thumping against floors and walls in the hallway.
âCheck on our witness,â Cal called out as he raced through the damaged doorway.
Demi ducked into the other bedroom. It was empty and a quick perusal of the bathroom revealed the same.
Pulse racing, Demi ran into the hall. âSheâs gone!â
Blaise and Katya struggled against two attackers.
From the end of the hall, Cal yelled. âShe went down the stairs!â Then he disappeared through the doorway of the stairwell.
If Ursula was hell-bent on ditching them, running down twenty-seven flights of stairs wouldnât get her far enough fast. Demi ran for the bank of elevators, praying they would be working even after the explosion.
She jammed her finger on the down button and counted the seconds, knowing the longer it took, the more chance Ursula had of getting away.
As Demi waited, Blaise hit the ground at her feet.
A vampire flew toward him, teeth bared.
Demi threw a sidekick, landing it square on the vampireâs face. His momentum sent Demi sailing backward, landing hard on her ass, pain shooting up from her tailbone. But sheâd stopped the vampire from landing on Blaise.
Blaise rolled to his feet, swept his leg out, tripping the vampire, slamming him into the wall.
The vampire slid to the ground.
Before he could rise, Blaise landed on top of him and yanked off his head. As quickly as he killed one, another threw himself onto Blaiseâs back.
Demi staggered to her feet and would have helped, but Blaise stopped her.
âGo! Get to Ursula. Katya and I will clean up this mess.â
âYeah, we got it.â At that moment, Katya was flung into the suite, her little body flying like a rag doll through the air. A loud thump was followed almost immediately by the small agent bouncing back into the hallway, brandishing a long splinter from the broken door.
The vampire whoâd been tormenting her backed away.
Blaise cornered his vampire, flipped him onto his side and dispatched him.
Demi held onto her stomach as it threatened to rebel at the sight of all the gore. Just when she didnât think she could stand more, the elevator dinged.
Blaise shoved the other vampire from behind, ramming his chest into the makeshift stake in Katyaâs hands.
The two vampires disappeared in a puff of
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