Gravestones & Wicked Bones by D. D. Miers & Graceley Knox

Author:D. D. Miers & Graceley Knox [Miers, D. D. & Knox, Graceley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Chaotic Press LLC
Published: 2018-12-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Ivy

Everything was normal. Everything was fine. Nothing was wrong.

If I said it enough times, maybe it would be true.

Bastian dropped me off at Porter’s thirty minutes ago. Before he left, he tried, and failed, to reassure me that my sisters and I were safe. When I asked where he was going, he stated he’d be out of town for a couple of days and would return on Saturday. At that time, he expected a full report on this uninvited imp entering his territory. I had to admit, Bastian’s optimism that I’d still be alive by then left me somewhat hopeful.

Porter didn’t make a big scene when I walked through the door. Instead, he nudged his head and went straight back to work. I took my place behind the bar, cleaning off the counter and replenishing drinks as if the last two weeks hadn’t happened.

A light crowd tonight meant I’d easily spot this newcomer. Not that it would’ve been too difficult with more people. An imp’s energy was much like a succubus’. It would be impossible to not sense him. Besides, Bastian said the man had strawberry blonde hair and yellow eyes resembling a horned owl. I doubt I’d miss someone who looked like him.

Besides Marla and Lila, Porter never allowed Bastian’s people inside. He always spoke of his bar as neutral territory. Showing favoritism in any one direction in the supernatural world brought on too many headaches. Now I understood why.

To avoid the rising tension, Porter had warded his bar from the conflict. No one involved in any of the current drama was getting inside. I took comfort in that. Even so, I still wanted all of this to end. To go back to my tedious normalcy.

I wonder what Dante would do if I just stole the vial back and gave it to him? Would he even believe it was all I had taken? Would he forgive me and leave us alone? Did I want him to? The logical parts of my brain told me it didn't matter, while the tug in my chest reminded me we still had a strange connection, no matter how much I wanted to pretend we didn't.

Just as I rinsed out some glasses, the tug grew stronger. Almost physically jerking me toward the door.

It wasn’t possible.

I knew Dante was coming right before he walked in the door. Not enough time to prepare or do anything but stare at him as he approached.

How had he managed to break Porter’s ward? From what I understood, Porter had been taught the incantation by a direct descendant of the Salem witches.

Too involved in their own shit, not a single person glanced at the sexy demon who’d just walked in. His black-on-black outfit and dark, seductive eyes made my stupid stomach flutter like some pubescent teenager. Apparently, you still wanted to screw someone, even after he threatened your life.

He sat down in the empty corner. Without glancing in my direction, he set a wrinkled bill on the bar.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

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