Dragon's Claw by Karen Chance

Author:Karen Chance
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vampire, urban fantasy, hong kong, fantasy, paranormal, magic, dhampir, karen chance, dorina basarab, midnights daughter series
Publisher: Karen Chance

Chapter Thirteen

I finished slicing through all the goopy stuff around Ray, and he fell with a thump onto the balcony.

“Damned dirty mages!” He flailed around, trying to get the sticky wrappings off his clothes. And regaled me with a description of exactly what mages in general, and this one in particular, could do to themselves.

I barely noticed.

The fallen angel—literally, in this case—was slumped on the boards, his black hair spilling around a large, muscular body. There were no wings evident at the moment, but I didn’t need them. I’d met this guy before.

“You know him?” Ray asked, I guess seeing something on my face.

“He was in New York a while ago. He’s one of the good guys—I think.”

“So, of course, he’s dying on us. Great.”

I wanted to argue the point, but couldn’t. The Irin looked like he was sleeping, with long dark lashes resting on suntanned cheeks and a peaceful expression that made him look, well, like an angel. But there was an entire pool of power under his body, gilding the boards and dripping off the edge of the balcony, like gold paint if paint was made out of light. It glimmered and gleamed, but when I reached out and touched a bit on a nearby board, I felt only wood.

I was out of my depth here. I had no idea what to do about a dying angel, or whatever he was. Fortunately, I knew somebody who might.

Unfortunately, I was in a phased city on the other side of the planet in the middle of a typhoon. My reception sucked. “Damn it!” I shoved my useless phone back into my jeans.

“Here, use mine.” Ray handed me an old flip phone. “I hadda mage do stuff to it, back when I was with Cheung.”

“It works here?”

He scowled. “For what that scammer charged me, it better.”

It did. There was still a lot of crackle on the line, but after a minute, the call went through. The sleepy voice of my roommate, Claire, answered on something like the fifteenth ring.

“This better be an emergency,” she told me, yawning.

“It is.”

“Dory?” I could almost hear her coming awake. “Where are you? Why are you on the phone?”

This was a fair question, since I was supposed to be in a bedroom down the hall.

“’Scuse me, coming through,” Ray said, pushing past and sliding down the ladder. I moved over to let him pass.

“It’s a long story,” I told Claire. “I’ll fill you in later. You know anything about angels?”

I heard her sit up, and could almost see her shoving frizzy red hair out of her face, and dangling long legs off the side of her bed. “What?”

“Angels. Well, I guess they aren’t really. They’re called Irin—”

“Irin?” Okay, she was awake now. “What about the Irin?”

“Oh, good, then you know them—”

‘“No, not good! Dory, what have you got yourself into? And where are you?”

“Hong Kong—”

“Hong Kong?”

“Okay, look, I know this is weird—”

“Hey, Dory,” Ray called, from below.

“—but I need your help. You know how to cure anything, right?”

“Cure?” Claire’s voice went up an octave.

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