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Her gaze slid away from his once more. Back to the club. He caught the whisper of fast-moving feet and the scent of booze and death. Battle-ready tension had his heart slamming into his chest.
“You sure about that?” she asked and that same half-smile lifted her lips, making her dimple flash once more. “Okay. Have it your way, then, stud. Take them all.”
He spun around, his eyes zeroing in on the entrance to Dusk. Sure-damn-enough, the demons were snaking out the front door. At least ten of them so far, and their black eyes—filled with fury and hate—were all locked on him.
Jana’s hand pressed into his back. A warm, solid weight. “Have fun with the fan club,” she said and then her shoes thudded as she ran away.
Two seconds later, the demons closed in on him.
Chapter Three
Jana ran for fifteen seconds. Then ten more. Then, ah, hell, she spun back around.
She couldn’t see Zane anymore. Her big, bad demon was in the middle of a pile of bodies. She heard the thud of flesh, the snarls from the attack, and she knew he was probably on the bottom of that pile.
“Bet you’re wishing you’d taken my help now,” she whispered and clenched her hands into fists as her body began to charge. The air around her warmed. “Don’t worry, demon. I pay my debts.” He’d come for her, so she’d be there for him.
Then…even. No more debt. Free and clear.
A demon flew through the air and slammed into the concrete. He didn’t get back up.
A faint sheen of red fell over her vision, like a mist. Jana marched forward with slow, determined steps. Her breath seemed too loud. Too raspy. Her heart felt too slow, and the heat covered her like a blanket.
“Get away from him!” she called out.
Another body flew from the mound. One guy, a demon with a long, twisting scar on his right cheek, just turned tail and ran.
These wouldn’t be the strong demons. Not attacking en masse like this. The weak ones hunted in packs. Especially when they were going after a big kill.
A knife glinted. “Get away from him!” she screamed the words again and, this time, her voice cut through their fury.
Three demons turned to look at her.
So did Zane. He wasn’t on the bottom of the pack. He was still standing. Swinging, knocking back demons and grinning like some kind of madman.
More demons were running out of Dusk. Like freaking sharks, they could smell blood in the air.
Soon enough, they’d be smelling fire.
A smile lifted her lips. The rush of heat had her whole body tensing, her nerves jumping.
Nothing like it.
A line of fire sprang at her feet, then the flames raced for the demons. Their yells and curses filled the air as they faced the new threat.
The flames flickered, twisted. Ah…fighting power with power.
Whenever possible, she avoided the demons. After all, they knew how to play with the elements, and she didn’t like to waste energy pitting her power against theirs. But?—
These guys were no match for her.
She fed the flames, and they burned hotter. Two more demons ran away. The door of Dusk slammed shut.
More yells. More grunts. Zane caught the wrist of the demon with the knife. Zane wrenched down hard, and Jana wondered if he’d broken the man’s wrist. Looked like he had.
The knife clattered to the ground. She let her flames close in tighter.
“Pull it back!” Zane’s bark.
