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“Monster!” Loni got back to her feet and charged forward.
Odin called out to her to stop, but Hunter was faster, slipping out from behind him in a flash.
Isa sent a blast of ice straight for her, but Hunter slammed into her from the side, taking them both down to the street, just evading the attack.
As soon as they were down, the Huntsman twisted onto his heels, putting himself directly in front of a now sobbing Loni, who remained on the ground.
Odin summoned fireballs, his palms blazing, and sent them flying before Isa could even think of aiming for Hunter. He kept them coming, backing the other Dominus off the sidewalk and onto the adjacent street. Since it was late into the night, there were few cars in this area, and most of the traffic was on the opposite side where the more popular roads were located.
Unfortunately, that meant he couldn’t simply blast him into an oncoming car and be done with this, either.
Pushing Isa onto the street also put him directly under the glow of one of the street lights, and he was able to get a good look at him. His face, in particular, had taken a serious hit when Odin had set him on fire, the burns still apparent on the entire right side from his cheek down to his Adams apple. His arm on that side was also severely scarred, but he had a clear skin bandage similar to the one Hunter had on his shoulder over the bite mark. The bandage covered most of him from the shoulder to his wrist.
Even with it, Odin doubted he’d be able to completely heal. He could do skin graphs, but that wouldn’t be possible until things between them were settled, and Odin didn’t plan for that to happen in any way other than with Isa’s death.
“You’ve looked better,” he taunted once he felt confident he had Isa far enough away from where Hunter was crouched.
“It’s good that my cock has always been your favorite part of me.”
“Did I miss that? I thought for sure that was the first thing I set on fire.” He’d certainly been aiming for it. Even now, thinking about how he’d walked in to find Isa fully erect and standing behind Hunter…
“Fortunately for us both, that isn’t the case.”
“You can’t believe there’s a chance for the two of us to get together.”
“Now that you have a Whisper at your disposal?” Isa clicked his tongue. “It’s seeming more and more unlikely.”
Which meant Isa wasn’t just here for a chat.
“Did you seriously come out here alone?” Odin asked.
“Do you seriously think I’m that stupid?” Isa countered.
“Snow,” Hunter’s voice, steady and strong, sounded behind him. “Don’t turn around.”
Odin wasn’t going to listen to that, was in the process of turning when Hunter spoke more firmly.
“Stop. Trust me.”
Odin hesitated but didn’t turn.
“There’s a knife to his throat,” Isa filled in the blank, and if the evil smirk twisting his lips was any indicator, he was telling the truth. “Don’t you want to see the life drain from his eyes?”
“Snow—” Hunter stopped with a hiss.
“Quiet,” another man spoke. Whoever had the Huntsman.
“If you nicked him at all just now,” Odin threw his voice over his shoulder at the would-be culprit, “I’m going to roast you alive. Slowly.”
“It’s just one guy,” Hunter said, letting out another pained sound a second later that had the fire in Odin’s hands growing.
It didn’t sound like any other footsteps were approaching, but he’d been so caught up with Isa, he hadn’t heard this guy either. There was no way to be certain Frost didn’t have backup waiting in the dark corners of the street, watching and biding their time until they were either signaled or saw a chance.
Another flicker of anger toward Corbi for bringing Hunter out here snapped its jaws in his chest, but he banked it down, gaze briefly dropping to the bits of her that were starting to thaw. The air was breezy, but it was Summer, definitely warm enough to melt a bit of ice.
Vetle had left to grab a hovercar and he’d yet to arrive, which meant he’d either been held up elsewhere, or he’d seen them and gone for reinforcements. While he was hopeful for the latter, Odin wasn’t holding his breath. If he stalled long enough, eventually someone would come looking, but if he was aware of that fact, Isa was as well.
“I admit,” Isa lifted a finger, wagging it, “I was really upset when you started showing so much interest in Hunter Thorn, but now I understand. Of course you would get attached to the only known Whisper on the planet. It’s just nature.”
