Page 45 of Enchanting Her Monsters
“Maxum has asked Darius to help,” Flint informs me as he gazes out the window. “If you have some demon soul magic, then he’s the one to identify it and guide you.”
I walk up next to him and stare out the kitchen window, watching Maxum and Calder chat with Darius in the clearing between our cabin and the main house.
The hellhound is still a bit scary to me, which makes me chuckle.That’swhat I’m afraid of? But my bunch of monsters are no biggie. Perhaps because I feel the connection between us. I have no sense of Darius. I doubt he’d try to hurt me, not while Amira’s blessing of sanctuary holds.
Though I can’t say he’d spare me another thought either way if we were to meet as strangers on the street. If anything, he might kill me just for sniffing out my witch blood.
“You’re not wrong,”Osen agrees.“He only has kindness in his heart for his mate and mate brother. He tolerates Maxum because he likely reminds him of the positive aspects of their homelands.”
Squaring my shoulders, I head out to join them, with Flint and Arran following behind me. Raithe and Amira come out of the main house to meet us.
“The gang’s all here,” Raithe announces happily, with a playful clap of his hands.
This phoenix is a sunshine to Darius’ grump, although I don’t think they’re an item as well. And I suppose Amira’s disposition lands somewhere in the middle. I make a note to write something like this in the future… if there is a future.IfI ever have time to write again.
Le sigh.
I hope I find a way back to my passion for writing smut. I mean, I have all these guys to test out all the things. It seems selfish to not share my research.
But first, kick some magical ass.
“Maxum tells me you tugged on their souls,” Darius says, narrowing his fiery eyes at me. That isn’t a metaphor. He has flames blazing right out of his eye sockets. I’ve seen Maxum and Calder with what looks like fire behind their eyes, but this is full on roasting my marshmallows level fire.
Damn if this dude doesn’t make me shiver with nerves. What if he doesn’t like my answer?
I don’t think he would try anything with my guys all around.
Swallowing my anxiety, I answer with a small voice, “It was an accident. I was in a moment of pleasure, and I wanted them closer.”
Darius grunts, sniffs, and tilts his head, studying me. “I can smell it more now. Demon blood. High born.” He flicks his gaze at Maxum and says, “She’d be too good for you if she weren’t a mutt.”
“Hey!” I snap.
“I wasn’t trying to offend you.” Darius waves me off.
“I don’t care what you say about me, but I won’t have you putting Maxum down.”
Maxum pulls me to his side and kisses the top of my head. “Thank you for defending my honor, just remember you’re talking to a fancy pants fire puppy.”
Darius chuckles or at least that’s what I think he’s doing. It’s hard to tell.
“If you pulled their souls, then you have a magic similar to mine. I can take a soul out of a body and then release it beyond the veil. You may be able to do something like this. Or perhaps what you did earlier was actually siphoning their life force.”
My face and arms go numb. I stand stock still, panicking.
Is that the magic that Galiana and Rob were stealing from me and used to kill Osen? Did I almost murder my mates?
“Can you tell if I hurt my pack?” I ask, terrified to hear the answer.
“I don’t sense any damage.”
Relief fills me. I need to be fucking careful until I know what I’m doing. Maybe I should lay off getting laid. I could rip the soul out of my partner with a big O.
I’m a cumming black widow.
I hug my arms over my chest.
Maxum rubs my shoulders with his huge palm, and he comforts me. “It will be okay. This is why we are out here… to figure it out.”
