Lords of the Underworld 05 - The Darkest Passion by Gena Showalter

Author:Gena Showalter
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-07-20T01:51:27+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

STRIDER HIT THE GROUND as a bul et whizzed past his shoulder.

“Sorry,” Gwen muttered with a grimace. Her red hair was pul ed back in a ponytail and her silver-gold eyes were gleaming. “I’m having trouble channeling my dark side—” her Harpy “—so I thought I’d better carry a gun.”

A gun that she’d never worked with before. A Dead Hunter special he’d augmented himself.

Damn, that’d been close. Nearly taken out by friendly fire. And then things real y would have gotten bad. Even though she wouldn’t have meant to hit him, his demon would have seen it as a chal enge. Gwen would have won, and he would’ve been writhing on the ground for days, lost to the agony.

As he’d lost a chal enge a few weeks ago to Hunters—because Gwen and Sabin had let her father escape, something he was stil trying to forgive them for—the consequences of failure were vivid in his mind, and he wasn’t eager to repeat the experience.

“Just take your finger off the trigger,” he told her.

“We don’t know where the Hunters ran off to and hid, and they don’t know where we are. Gunshots could give away our location.”

“Done.”

Shaking his head, Strider straightened. Glanced around. Lush, thick trees surrounded him and most of the others who’d been at the temple with him—and who, like him, had been whisked to…wherever the hel they were. Close to water, like before, that much he knew. He could hear the lul of the sea a few yards away, and golden sand sparkled at his feet and clung to his skin.

Amun and Maddox were currently scouting for signs of the enemy.

Evidently the Unspoken Ones’ idea of a “gift” had been to whisk them and sixteen armed Hunters to a mysterious location. They’d al been here twenty-four hours, had endured one ful -on shoot-out, one scramble to safety to figure things out, and now this.

Waiting. Searching. It was like the boxing matches Strider liked to watch on TV: the Lords in one corner, the Hunters in the other. So when was the freaking starting bel going to ring?

Soon, if he had his way.

His phone beeped, drawing his attention and signaling success. In one area at least.

“Yes!” he said, punching a tree trunk in excitement.

“My text final y went through to Lucien.” He’d been trying to contact his friends in Buda for most of the twenty-four hours with no luck. Either the powerful creatures had refused to let him make contact or cel towers were few and far between out here. His money was on the creatures. He needed Lucien to flash them more weapons and ammo. No way they’d leave this place until every Hunter was captured. Or dead. He wasn’t picky.

Now that the text had gone through, communication lines open, did that mean the Unspoken Ones were taking their hands out of the battle?

Only a few seconds later, his phone beeped again. He raised the screen to read Lucien’s reply.

Tried to flash to you. Something’s blocking me.

Damn. Hands stil in, just not as restricting.

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