Halfway Wicked (Wildes on the Hunt #1) by Dara Kent

Author:Dara Kent [Kent, Dara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: D.T. Dyllin
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

18

“This is it.” Jensen peered out the window, gaze resolute.

“Of course it is.” I slowed at the iron gate blocking our path onto the driveway of the gigantic mansion in Belle Meade. “Why does evil always seem to be flush with cash? Maybe once in a while, someone ridiculously rich could turn to demon fighting.” Seriously, the house Jensen led us to was one of those old, plantation-style houses that reeked of old money.

Lily rolled down her window, leaning out to get a better look. “No kidding. We could use Batman on our side.”

I snorted. “Batman is fiction, which is exactly my point.” I tapped the steering wheel. “How do you suppose we get in without getting the cops called on us?” Doing a demon hunting version of smash and grab was not beyond my willingness, but I didn’t want to end up on the wrong side of an interrogation table again.

Monica leaned forward between the two front seats. “Are you sure this is the place, Jensen?”

“You doubting my magical prowess, too?” He placed his hand over his heart. “I thought better of you.”

“If Jensen says this is the place, then this is the place.” I quirked an eyebrow in challenge, still pissed from our unresolved argument.

Pausing, I bit my lip. Since he was already involved, despite my best efforts, we might as well use him to get in, too. At this stage, what was the point not to? Other than my stubbornness, which was outweighed by my impatience. “Can’t you open the gate with magic?”

“Opening things isn’t a specialty of mine.” His baby blues roamed over my curves with heat, suggesting otherwise.

I definitely opened my legs to him often enough. Ew, no. Stop. Just stop.

My heart fluttered with anticipation, my pervy mind tugging me to naughty places, my concentration splintered. I swallowed to return moisture to my throat. Focus. Now is not the time, even if your libido claims the contrary. “I thought you could just—”

“I’m not a witch.”

“Yeah, I’m well aware. But you can work witch magic.”

“I’m clumsy at the witch spells unless I use them often, it’s not like with my innate warlock talents.” He huffed out a breath in familiar agitation. “Warlocks work completely different than witches, even if using the same magic at a particular point in time.”

Interesting. So, he’d never had cause to practice breaking and entering. It’s something I would use a lot if I were … well, if I came across anything I wanted to open that was locked. I would be everywhere I wasn’t wanted, and I would know so many secrets. I sighed. Alas, I possessed no such magic. “How about—”

“We can pretend we’re here to deliver something,” Lily suggested, ignoring the tension brewing around her.

“Like what?” I continued to tap the steering wheel. “And why does said delivery require four people?”

“I know! A singing gram!”

I held back a laugh. My sister was one of a kind. “Umm … I’m not sure those exist outside of fiction either.”

“It doesn’t matter if they do or not, we just have to convince the people who live here that they do.

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