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Fuck . . . but we had one thing on our sides. They didn't seem to realize what the coyote shifters were after, which meant they didn't know about Amber or the spirit seal. If Stacia knew we were on the trail of the sixth seal, she'd be right on our asses herself.
"What are you planning to do with us?" I tried to gauge what kind of magic they had at their fingertips. Camil e would know better than I, but I couldn't just ask her in front of them. The trapped door had been a harsh reminder that we weren't playing with neophytes.
"Wel , that depends on you. On whether you come easily or whether you push your luck." Van stepped forward, a cunning, wicked smile on his lips. "Oh, this is going to be fun, isn't it, Jaycee?"
Jaycee slid behind him, guarding the door. "Yes, my sweet. We're going to have ourselves a lovely time." Her eyes glimmered, sadistic and cruel.
"You ready?" Camil e whispered, so low that even I could barely hear her.
I inclined my head, ever so slightly.
"Inch a ways to the left," she said.
As I did, Camil e let loose.
Lightning crashed through the side of the house, arcing down through the basement. With a rip and a shriek, the wood splintered as the bolt landed directly in front of Van, missing him by two inches. Thunder jolted the foundation, shifting the ground as the electricity whistled so loud it popped my ears.
Camil e moved forward, a dark light fil ing her eyes. "Want to play some more, little boy?"
Van laughed. "I'd love to play bal . . . here, catch." And a bal of light shot out of his hands, directly at her, sizzling. Tendrils emerged from the energy bolt as it zeroed in on my sister.
Camil e dodged to the side as I leapt past Van, flipping over his head to land in front of Jaycee. Before she could react, I slammed her in the nose with the palm of my hand, and the sound of breaking cartilage was music to my ears. Blood raced down my hands, and as I jerked back, I grabbed a handful of her hair, ripping it out of her head as I used it as a handle to swing her to the side, smashing her against the wal .
"Bitch." Her voice was muffled from the blood, but she didn't look like she was in any sort of pain. Not a good thing.
Shit, what the hel was she? No human could take such a hard punch and not react in some way. I decided I wasn't waiting around to find out and sliced through the air, my wrist blade singing as I aimed for her throat.
The next thing I knew, I was moving through mud, my hand inching forward in increments so slow that I might as wel be standing stil .
Jaycee's eyes burned bright. She laughed softly, and the blood stopped flowing. It was then that I noticed there were no bruises on her face. None at al .
"You like to play rough?" Jaycee opened her mouth, and the next thing I knew, a coiled vapor launched itself at me from out of her throat. It wrapped itself around my neck.
I tried to wave it off but realized the gas was solidifying--manifesting into flesh, with a grip so tight I was having trouble breathing. A constrictor. Crap!
Digging in with my nails, I tried to dislodge it. Camil e let out a scream, and Van's harsh laughter answered in return. I twisted, trying to see what was happening, but the snake tightened again, and spots appeared before my eyes. As I dropped to my knees, the room began to swim in shades of black and gray. Before I could pass out, a movement caught my attention. White wings came flying overhead, and the floor shook again.
And then I was on my side, gasping as the sweet flow of air whistled into my lungs. Voices fil ed the room. Somebody grabbed me by the hand and dragged me to my feet.
Blinking, I recognized Vanzir--but the next moment, he pushed me to the side and leapt back in a blur of motion. As I tried to make heads or tails out of what was going on, it began to dawn on me that Smoky, Vanzir, Tril ian, and Morio were fighting Jaycee and Van, but no sooner had I grasped this fact when the pair vanished. We were alone in the basement.
"Camille! What happened to Camille?" I stumbled forward, looking for my sister, panicked they might have captured her.
"I'm right here, Kitten." She limped around from behind the platform in the middle of the room. Covered with lacerations, she was bleeding from a hundred little cuts on her body.
"What the fuck--?"
"Van pushed me into the glass on the floor and held me down, rol ing me on the splinters." She winced. Jagged shards of glass, some barely the size of a thumbtack's point, others as big as a playing card, were embedded in her skin.
"Holy crap, you look horrible."
Smoky took one look at her and let out a huff. He turned to Tril ian and Morio. "See that she gets treatment. Now. "
"Where are you going?" I asked, suddenly aware of how much was teetering on the edge.
"Where I go is none of your concern." He gave me a frozen look, then vanished into the Ionyc Sea. Oh shit, he was primed to kil .
"You realize what this means, don't you? Stacia's put out a bounty on our heads. Every bad guy worth his salt is going to try to col ect." I dropped to sit on one of the steps.
