The Demon Hunter by Lori Brighton

Author:Lori Brighton [Brighton, Lori]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B006SP2BS0
Publisher: Lori Brighton
Published: 2012-01-02T08:00:00+00:00

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The drip, drip, drip of condensation was the only noise in the large cell.

Devon slowly rubbed the back of his neck, the base of his skull thumping. Someone had whacked him over the head, knocking him unconscious. But his concern wasn’t for himself. No. Ellie barely even breathed as she lay upon his lap.

He’d woken up in this dank dungeon, Ellie next to him. Seeing her so still, so pale… he swore his heart had actually stopped for a brief moment. Devon drew his hand down the side of her face. She didn’t stir. He wrapped his fingers around hers, drawing her hand into his palm. She was cold. Bitterly cold. His worry burst anew. The fierce desire to protect her roared through his veins. If they’d done her any harm, he’d kill them. He knew it was wrong, and the angel deep down balked at his determination, but he didn’t care. Bloody hell, somehow this woman had found a way into his heart.

He didn’t have time to dwell on that disturbing realization. Ellie’s fingers curled, the slightest of movements. “Ellie?” The hope that flared within was pathetic. Damn it all, he was here to do a job and return to Heaven, he didn’t have time to get involved with a human. “Ellie, open your eyes,” he demanded, as if he could force her.

Her lashes lifted and it was like the sun had risen. Warmth swept through his body, clenched his soul in its glowing grip. But something was wrong. With his heightened sense of sight, he could tell that her pupils were too wide, swallowing the green color of her eyes. His hope wavered.

“Devon?” she rasped.

His hands trembled as he cupped the sides of her face. “I’m here.”

Her fingers wrapped around his wrists. “I can’t see you.”

A shiver of unease raced over his body. It was dark, but she should have been able to see his form from the only light coming from the window above. “Can you see anything at all?”

She shook her head. “Should I?”

Devon clenched his jaw, a lump of emotion filling his throat. Something was wrong, horribly wrong. He’d known she was absorbing Kipps’ vampire powers. It had been obvious she’d been craving blood by the look on her face, but it didn’t explain why she had collapsed. And the bastards had used Devon’s emotions to get the better of him. The moment he’d seen her fall, his concentration had broken.

“It’s okay. It’s bloody dark. We’re in a dungeon.” He didn’t want to frighten her more and so he lied.

She closed her eyes. “I feel horrible.”

He ran his hands down her body, over her hips, down her smooth thighs. He didn’t feel the dark aura of a spell, yet he knew this was no human virus.

“What’s wrong with me?” she whispered.

His heart squeezed. Damn it all, when had he come to care for her so? He wanted to heal her, slay fucking dragons for her. “I don’t know.”

She shoved his hands away from her. “Go. Leave me.

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