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water, she was not losing Jett.

Chapter 2
     
    She had no idea how it worked, but one of the first things Addie had learned after joining up with Locan and Jett was that shifting between dimensions helped to heal injuries. With that thought in mind, her thundering heart finally slowed almost to normal as they materialized in the largest part of their cavern—a warren of tunnels and rooms that had quickly become her home.
    Locan carried Jett into the quarters set aside just for him.
    Not that Jett had slept there very much, at least not since Addie had joined the team. She threw an old towel over the foot of the bed to keep the gore covering Jett’s boots off the spread, and then stepped back out of the way. Locan carefully arranged the injured hunter’s arms and legs to be as comfortable as possible. Then he placed his fingers against the healing wound in Jett’s throat.
    The deepest gashes had closed, spilled blood had dried to a dark rusty red that barely showed against Jett’s midnight skin, but Addie noticed a fluorescent yellow shimmer beneath his jawline. “I thought the poison would disappear when we shifted dimensions.” She raised her head and gazed into Locan’s shadowed eyes. “There’s venom everywhere.”
    He shook his head. “I see it. I’ve seen poisonous blood and venom in demons that looked more like snakes, but that one looked like a plain old run-of-the-mill demon. I didn’t expect venom.”
    Addie slipped into the bathroom and ran cold water on a clean washcloth. The amenities were every bit as modern as what she’d had in her apartment. One day she’d need to ask the guys how that could possibly be.
    But for now, Jett needed her. Stepping quickly into the room, she sat beside him on the bed and carefully wiped away the dried blood and the remnants of yellow venom. The gunk was thick and iridescent, shimmering with its own fire against Jett’s dark skin, but it wiped away with the damp cloth. She was careful to get as much as she could, rinsed out the cloth and then once again gently scrubbed Jett’s throat.
    She was so intent on the job she was doing, she didn’t realize he’d opened his eyes. His long fingers wrapped around her wrist. “Addie? What are you doing? What’s wrong?”
    Relief left her weak in the knees. Thank goodness she was sitting, or she’d have landed on her butt. “I’m cleaning demon spit off of you. What does it feel like?”
    “Foreplay.” He cracked a wicked grin.
    Locan laughed, but it was laughter borne of relief, not humor. “I hope you realize you scared the crap out of us. You okay?”
    Frowning, Jett ran his fingers over the healed patch of new skin on his throat. “I think so. I remember going after the demon and getting tangled up in his guts.” He raised up on his elbows and looked at his feet. His boots were still covered in gore. “Yuck. No wonder it stinks in here.” He swung his legs around to sit on the edge of the bed beside Addie, then planted his feet on the floor.
    Rubbing one hand over the back of his neck, he glanced at Locan and then Addie. “Thanks, guys. I don’t remember anything after that damned thing bit me. Thanks for getting me out of there.” He turned to Locan. “Did you kill it?”
    “Beheaded it. That usually works.”
    “We didn’t hang around to find out,” Addie said. “We had to get you home.” She slid off the bed and tossed the filthy washcloth in the hamper. “Let’s get Jett to the pool. We can scrub him off a lot better in there.”
    “Works for me.” Locan grabbed Jett’s arm to steady him. “C’mon, demon bait. You need a bath.”
    “Like you don’t? I’m not the one responsible for all the stench in here.” Jett glanced at Locan’s white leather pants, now smeared in a most disgusting pattern of green demon blood and foul splatters of other body parts. “Unless, of course, you’re making a fashion statement.”
    “Fuck you.” At least he was grinning and lifting Jett as he said