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“Tell you what…” Davey nodded, as if he’d just reached some kind of big, vital decision. “I’ll let you hunt them. I’ll give you two minutes—because hey, you’re supposed to be the big, super demon, right? The badass hybrid.”
Zane didn’t speak, but his nostrils flared. He sent out his power, searching for Tony. Searching—and he hit a brick wall of darkness.
Davey laughed and jumped back. “Really, did you think I’d make it that easy? I can’t let you just probe and find them.”
The fucker had blocked the humans. Shielded them somehow.
“Two minutes,” Davey said again. “And this whole place will be going down. Think you can save one of them in that time?”
Flames began to flicker near Davey’s feet.
Zane sent out a hard burst of his power. The flames didn’t die. They didn’t flicker. They surged higher. Hotter.
“I learn from my mistakes.” Davey bared his teeth. Teeth that were too sharp for a demon. “This time, I’m using all of my power, too.”
And the little bastard was strong.
The lines of fire raced across the room, then the fire split in two, one branch of flames snaking toward the right, one to the left.
“Better hurry,” Davey murmured. “If the fire gets there first, there won’t be anyone to save.”
Shit. Zane ran to the left.
“Choose well, demon. Because one of them is already dead. No point in saving the dead.”
Death is already there.
“Of course, vampires don’t like the fire too much, either, do they?”
Zane didn’t look back at the taunt, but he felt the rush of heat and knew that Davey had sent another blast of flame out into the den. How was the demon so strong? Because he’d stolen power from the shifter? Or from a hell of a lot more paranormals?
“Dee! Simon! Get the hell out of here!” Zane shouted, and he kicked down the door on the left, ignoring the flames that burned his legs and his arms. That blood—he raced down the hallway, getting a few desperate inches in front of the fire. Hurry, hurry. Another door. Another one.
His foot slammed into the door. Wood shattered. The thick stench of death hit him. “No! Fuck, no, Tony!” He shoved his way past the broken wood.
But Tony wasn’t the one on the floor. Kelly lay there with her eyes wide open and her throat ripped out. The flames raced toward her, as if homing in on her.
“Tony!” He spun around, but the flames were walling him in. Zane pushed his power at them, but that fucking kid was stronger than he was. Stronger than any demon he’d ever seen.
He was playing with me before. Just jerking me around.
More screams rose over the flames. Dee. Simon. They needed him.
Zane stopped pushing his power at the flames. He just ran forward and jumped right through the fire.
* * *
Something tapped her on the cheek. “Hey, pyro, come on, wake up.” Another tap, harder this time. “Zane’s not even around now. You’ve got to wake up soon.”
Zane. Her eyelids flew open, and she found Jude staring down at her, his nose less than an inch from hers.
“About time.” He grabbed her arms and hefted her up. Because she’d been on the ground. What? Why had she been lying on the ground? “I’m smelling fire, and I’m not leaving my team in there alone with the flames.”
Fire? His team? She stood on shaky legs and turned, then caught sight of Dusk. Jana sucked in a sharp breath. “That ass left me.”
“No, he tried to protect you.”
Same thing.
