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Fire explodes in front of us, igniting a circle around Micah before he can reach the old hunter and Elias. Widening his eyes, the old man takes a few steps back and scrambles to grab a gun from his belt. The fucker immediately starts firing the weapon, spraying bullets across Micah’s chest. His devil form breaks free from his skin, and he roars and tries to ram through the fiery cage, but it only crackles under his attempts.
“Kase, he has two souls!” Micah shouts, colliding into the fiery barrier again.
I frown and squint at the hunter as if I can see what Micah does. Kase whistles through his fingers and spins, tossing me right into Dante’s outstretched arms as he lands a few feet away. Shouts echo from the building, and I whip my head around to watch several hunters rush into the room. Kase roars. Leaping around the demon trap, he smashes into the old hunter, snarling in his face.
“Stop! Don’t hurt him!” Elias yells, braving Kase’s wrath to lock his hands around his tail, trying to yank him back.
“Dante, let me go. We have to intervene,” I say, wiggling in his arms. “Please. I don’t want any of them to get hurt.”
“Hang on, pretty soul. There are bullets flying everywhere.” Dante folds his wings forward, shielding us as something pings off the metal frame.
“Then you go. I’ll wait here. I swear. Just get Elias before he gets killed.” I wiggle some more until he sets me on my feet.
Combing my hair away from my ear, he leans in, his warm breath tickling my skin as he uncontrollably hisses. “If I catch you running off with the horny angel while I protect your damn soulmate, that tight little asshole of yours is mine to do as I please later. Understand?”
I smirk. “Yes, sir. With so many of you dirty devils sharing a house with me, I guess it’s time I let you train my body. I know you’ll be extra naughty with me.” I know I shouldn’t prod at his desire, but I want him to know that no matter what, I’m his filthy soul even with others wanting a piece of me.
He hums and smacks my ass. “Fuck, you make me want to bend you over and take you now. Too bad I can’t stuff you by myself like Kase can. The lucky bastard.”
I shake my head and push him toward the frightened hunters as Kase herds them into a corner, not reacting to their weapons. It takes someone managing to pull out holy water to shake at him to get him to even back up a little.
Dante stretches his wings, expanding them almost from one side to the other. “Get your hunters to back down, and we won’t kill them. We only want to talk to you, old man. You wouldn’t want us to share your dark little secret, would you?”
Little secret? What is he talking about?
A gust of wind lifts up my hair from my neck and shoulders, sending the strands dancing in the angel-made breeze. If Dante hadn’t told me Andre was nearby, and if I hadn’t caught the fragrance of his coconut scent, I’d scream and run into the fray of things. His shadow looms behind me, but I pretend I don’t notice his arrival.
Goosebumps prickle over my skin, and I tense in anticipation. Keeping my gaze trained at Dante and Elias managing to get everyone to stop fighting, I try to focus on anything and everything else even though my body begs me to turn around.
“I wonder how long the old hunter has been possessed,” Andre muses from behind me, standing close enough to my back that all it would take is to shuffle my feet an inch to rest against his chest.
So I do. I back into his taut pecs and wait for him to steady me with his hands. When they touch my shoulders, I reach up and cover his fingers with my own. His scent engulfs me with the flap of his wings. I tip my head back until I stare at his handsome face upside down.
“What the fuck are you talking about? Possessed?” I scrunch my forehead in confusion. “By a demon?”
“Another soul. One who managed to cling to this realm instead of being ushered onward to their afterlife. It happens.” Andre keeps his voice low, and he tips his chin a bit like he considers kissing me. But he doesn’t.
I don’t try either.
Not because I don’t crave another taste of his lips or feeling his mouth on mine, but because an eerie silence creeps through the air a second before an ear-piercing shriek.
“Give us the holy relic, and we won’t send you to Hell. Now!” Dante hollers, stealing my attention away from Andre.
“What is he talking about, Pops?” Elias asks, sounding far younger than he had before we arrived here. I know the old man isn’t of blood relation, but he obviously means something to Elias.
“Son, do you trust me?” Pops says, keeping his blade drawn and his gaze on the devils, watching as Dante manages to break the demon catcher from the outside with a gust of air from his wings. “You know I’ve always done right by you. Whatever these demonic bastards try to tell you, I want you to remember how I raised and taught you. It has always been me around you, and no one else.”
Micah steps over the charred dust, the only reminder that the demon trap was ever there. “Because you don’t allow the true owner of that body to come out and play. Now give us the holy relic, and we’ll take it, along with Elias, and you can remain here with the hunters.”
“We really don’t give a fuck about the man,” Kase adds.
I should feel bad about their words, but they’re right. I don’t care about whoever the hell managed to get possessed by a ghost. I only wanted to bring Elias here as a kind gesture to show him that I’m not some Hell-bound monster...shit. Maybe I am. How can I not care?
“Is that a deal? If I give you the holy relic and let Elias leave with you without trouble, you’ll let me be, right?” Pops asks, confirming the bargain my devils try to make.
Kase smirks. “It’s a deal.” Uh-oh. His expression screams that the old man might’ve fucked up with his bargain.
Andre groans under his breath and pushes harder against me like he plans to rush past me to intervene. “Don’t watch, little hellion. Please. It’s going to get—”
