Page 85 of Enchanting Her Monsters
“Don’t you want your mate to be free of a parasitic ghost?” Osen snaps.
“Shush up, you aren’t a parasite,” Jade interrupts, sounding irritated, like she’s had this conversation a million times.
I shrug, because he’s not wrong about being a psychic leech.
Jade rushes to me. “I have to try to help him.”
I catch her by the shoulders, and she gasps. I stare down into her glowing green eyes. “I know. But, my love, everything in me is warring against this idea. I wish I could burn the realms and keep you safe and properly fucked and sated.”
“For fuck’s sake, can you keep it in your pants for five seconds?” Darius snarls from behind me.
When I turn to scowl at him, I see a glimmer of mischief in his eyes.
He’s a prick, but he also knows the need our kind has for our mates and is busting my balls about it. I doubt he waited long to mate with Amira once he found her.
I’m surprised I haven’t given in and claimed her soul, but I know how dangerous that might be. I can’t have us running from both witches and demons.
“Let’s get on with it.” Darius grunts and eyes Jade with a glower that would make a lesser being crumble.
Not her. She’s studying him right back, like she’s making notes for her next book. I’m almost jealous. I want to be her next main character. Though she could just as easily make him an irrelevant side character, so I relax.
With Darius’s special hellhound sight, he evaluates her magic, her life force, her demon energy signature. “Good news is that even after her magic has bloomed, she won’t come off as a demon right away unless they dig, so that’s a fucking miracle.”
“If she doesn’t put up any wards, whatwillpeople sense?” I ask.
“I don’t know what people will sense. But a hellhound will leave her alone. Unless she throws demon magic around and catches their attention.”
Jade shivers. “And what happens if I do that?”
“They’ll drag you down to hell.”
He’s about to explain the gruesome aspects of demon culture, so I stop him short. “Yep, let’s avoid that!” I say almost cheerfully.
Jade cocks a brow at me, but doesn’t press for answers. When I skim her mind, she thinks that I’m just sensitive about my ancestral roots. That isn’t the half of it.
Thank fuck, Osen keeps his trap closed. I doubt he wants to worry her either.
“You have Amira’s talisman?” Darius prompts.
Jade pulls the metal charm from her pocket and dangles it from the chain.
“It needs to be in contact with your skin to work,” Darius explains. “Put it on, and I’ll take another gander at you.”
Jade slips the necklace on, and I feel her magic mute. Amira said she could make another more powerful one if this one didn’t work, but it would take longer for her to create.
“I assume most supes or witches wouldn’t give you a second glance with this in place,” Darius says with a shrug.
“Agreed.” I cross my chest and a growl escapes me when I realize Jade is set to leave Amira’s wards.
“Cool!” Jade says happily. “Can we please go to the grocery store and maybe a coffeehouse? Oh, and I’d like to get some more clothes. Can we bring my computer so I can see if this talisman will allow me to use it for writing?”
Darius looks over at me as Jade rambles on. “I’m glad Amira’s the quiet type.”
Jade stops talking and pouts. She opens her mouth, likely about to insult his grumpy behavior, but I stop her with my comment.
“Jade is perfect for us, so I suppose it all works out as it should.”
Her pretty eyes light up, and she crashes into my body in an all-consuming hug.
