Dream Chaser (dream3) by Sherrilyn Kenyon

Author:Sherrilyn Kenyon
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780312938826
Publisher: Lisa's E-Book Collection
Published: 2008-02-05T05:00:00+00:00

Sadness gripped her as she started the car. "I'm sure it's bad. But we'll worry about her after I

talk to Tate. Unless you can find her in the nether plane, there's not a lot we can do about her for

now."

Fear flashed in Jesse's brown eyes. "Yeah, right. Remember what happened the last time I did

that? It's not an experience I want to rush back to."

Neither did she. Poor Jesse had almost gotten swallowed by a Daimon.

Simone headed toward Tate's office and picked up her phone from the console. She dialed his

number to make Sure he was there.

He answered on the fourth ring. "Hey, my love. I just got off the phone with the Squires,"

She slid a glance to Xypher, who was sitting there looking grim and irritable. "That's great, but

right now I have a really pressing problem."

"You find something?"

"More like something found me."

"What do you mean?" Tate asked, his voice full of fear.

Simone considered the best way to tell him what had happened. But she wasn't one to beat

around the bush. Besides, if Tate worked for the Dark-Hunters, maybe he knew what a DreamHunter was. "While I was looking over things, a group of Daimons showed up and so did ... a

Skotos."

Tate laughed nervously. "You're shitting me, right?"

Xypher cocked a handsome brow at her as if he could hear her conversation.

"No," she said, dragging the word out, "and I take it you know what mat is, then."

"Absolutely. Were you hurt?"

"Scuffed a bit." She turned left onto Canal. "But the point of this is the Daimons slapped

something on my wrist and the Skotos', too. We don't know what it is and we need to find

someone who does."

"You need an oracle." Tate made that sound so easy.

Simone shook her head. "Yeah, and we're just a little far from Delphi, hon."

"You don't have to go to Greece, boo. You know Julian Alexander, right?"

She frowned at the familiar name. "The hot classics professor?" "Not that I personally consider

him hot, but yeah."

She ignored his sarcasm. "You're not seriously telling me that he's an oracle who speaks to the

gods?"

Tate laughed evilly. "Brace yourself, boo. He's the son of Aphrodite."

Of course he was . . . Why should anything in the world make sense? Dear Lord, it wasn't like

she wasn't sitting beside one of the hottest men on the planet who was a god himself. Or that she

had a goofy teenage ghost in her backseat mouthing the words to the Tears for Fears song

"Everybody Wants to Rule the World."

It only made sense that the hottie in the classics department was a demigod, too . . .

"I just knew I wasn't going to like that answer," she muttered. "And to think, all this time I just

thought he was a cute teacher."

"And all your students think you're eccentric for talking to yourself when they catch you having

conversations with Jesse."

"Of course they do. Okay, how do I find him?"

“Let me give you his number.”

Simone repeated the number to Jesse to help her remember it. Hanging up from Tate, she

immediately called Julian.

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