Shadow's Passion by Molle McGregor

Author:Molle McGregor [McGregor, Molle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Ginger Quill Press
Published: 2014-06-01T04:00:00+00:00

Fitz growled, the low sound rumbling up the stairs to Celeste's room. Groggy, she opened her eyes. Another growl and a deep thump as the big dog leapt to his feet. Celeste jerked to a sitting position, her body in gear before her brain. She was on her feet, scrambling for the clothes Gabe had dropped on the floor before she registered that he'd disappeared. She froze. Was Fitz growling at Gabe? Her jeans halfway up her thighs, shirt in hand, she listened.

No. Fitz was on full alert. And Gabe was nowhere to be seen. Uneasy, Celeste pulled the shirt over her head, forcing her arms through the sleeves. She had one weapon up here. One. She grabbed the short knife on the run, stopping only to pull an elastic band from the dresser. Holding the knife in her teeth, she wound her long, damp hair into a tight knot. With a curse for her missing shoes, and her habit of keeping her weapons in a trunk in the kitchen, Celeste ran down the stairs, eyes on Fitz.

Fitz stood before the thick, unlocked door, trembling with aggression. With a sinking heart, Celeste realized they hadn't secured the tower the night before. Since she'd discovered the Vorati in the mountains, she'd been closing the strong interior shutters on the first floor and bolting both doors every night. Sealed shut, the tower wasn't impregnable, but it was a lot easier to defend. Earlier, she'd been so distracted by Gabe, she'd forgotten. Stupid. And he'd left her. Whatever their weird connection, it told her Gabe was nowhere nearby. Asshole. Funny how men were men—Warder, Shadow or human. Did demon men fuck demon females and then take off in the middle of the night? Probably.

The door crashed in, swinging back so hard the iron handle tore a chunk of plaster from the wall. Fitz leapt at the first intruder, taking the tall figure to the ground. Her loyal dog savaged the demon on the floor, years of training driving Fitz to sever the neck, tearing the head from the body. Without a calix, it was the sole reliable way to kill an infected body. It didn't trap the demon, but in an emergency, it lowered enemy numbers.

A second and third intruder passed through the door, splitting up to circle their fallen comrade. Vorati. How many, Celeste couldn't tell. Stomach twisting in fear, she tried to think. Her weapons were behind her, beside the back door with her boots and coats. She'd never needed them inside, only when she patrolled the mountain. Standing there, with the short-bladed knife in her hand, Celeste realized how stupid it had been to assume she was safe in her home. A fourth Vorati entered, this one female. It joined the other two. Just outside the door, a fifth demon hovered.

Her fighting skills were good for a healer. Not good enough. She and Fitz couldn't take four of them. Not on their own, trapped inside the tower. If they'd been outside, they could have run.

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