Kiss of Death (Supernatural Security Force Book 1) by Heather Hildenbrand

Author:Heather Hildenbrand [Hildenbrand, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fantasy romance
Published: 2019-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Darkness hung over the entire alley like a curtain. I knew because I’d put it there. My magic hummed like a song being quietly played in the background. Like the soundtrack to my new life, I realized. If it were a radio station, it would be goth punk grunge. Angry. Loud. Without any discernible words.

“What about Phillip?” Milo asked.

The question distracted me from my music-as-life’s-soundtrack imaginings. I cut Milo a look.

“No.”

“Why not? He’s polite and very athletic and really freaking hot.”

“Because I’m not dating, that’s why.”

He huffed.

I ignored it.

“Okay, how about Faith instead?” I swung a look at Milo, who shrugged. “Look, all I’m saying is if you’re batting for the other team, you can tell me.”

“I’m not batting for any team. Ugh. Can we just kill this demon and get back to campus? I’m starving.”

“Fine. But let it go on the record that you’re not very fun in the field, Gem Hawkins.”

I didn’t argue.

I wasn’t trying to be fun. I was trying to be good at this. At least I hadn’t gotten paired with Faith.

And I was currently outside the walls of the Tiff. That was something I could appreciate—even if we were stuck out near the docks far away from so much as a scent of the city.

Professor Thorne and Rigo had given us GPS coordinates and instructions to hunt down and destroy whatever demons were camped out down here. If we succeeded, we passed this test. This late in the training process, failure meant being sent home.

That wasn’t an option.

With renewed focus, I motioned for Milo to follow me. The river was just ahead, and while our current location was several miles outside of the city, I knew this area well. Dad and I had come out here often in recent years, spending afternoons navigating from the rooftops above or shifting into griffins and taking to the skies. He’d always point out demon evidence, showing me how to track them properly. As I’d gotten older, he’d even shown me how to kill them. But only as my beast.

Being here now brought back so many memories, and I shoved them away, determined to focus on the assignment instead.

Milo and I walked in silence for several minutes, both of us using our supe senses to detect the location of our prey.

A buzzing sound interrupted the stillness and we both jerked our heads toward the noise.

Milo leaned in to swat at the bug headed straight for my face.

“Back off, fuckshuttle!”

A beetle slammed into my cheek.

I jerked aside, rubbing my stinging skin.

“Gran?”

“Well, it ain’t the Pope.”

The June bug dropped into my open palm, and Milo’s jaw fell open.

“That bug just talked.”

“I’m not a bug, you lintlicker,” Gran retorted.

Milo’s eyes widened. “I stand corrected. That bug just talked shit.”

“Gran, what are you doing here?” I glanced around for some sign that Rigo or Professor Thorne had decided to track our progress. So far, we were alone, but who knew how long that would last.

“I was cruising around at the docks for fresh shipments of mustard greens,” Gran said.

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