Page 36 of King of Night

“I’ll take Juliet to Abby’s,” I start.“And then I need to cast some wardings in the cells in the basement.”I bite my lip as I think.It would be really freaking nice to have my doomsday crew here as backup, but I cannot involve them anymore.Not after what happened to Kristy.

No, it’s not a risk I’m willing to take and I’m not afraid to play dirty this time.If I have to seal them all inside the Covenstead to keep them safe, well, then I’ll figure out a way to do just that.With Juliet inside this time around.I can’t keep Lucas away so there’s no point in even trying.He’s strong and I’ll need him, as much as I want to storm Hell along and single handedly take out Paimon before he has a chance to hurt anyone else, I know that’s not possible.

“I don’t want to get possessed,” Eliza says, crossing her arms.“I’m way too pretty to play host to a demon.”

“Vampires can become possessed?”Eamon asks.

“They can,” Lucas answers, enjoying the fact that he knows something Eamon doesn’t.“And they’re able to stay possessed because our bodies don’t break down.”

“You sound like you’re speaking from experience,” Eamon says, looking from Lucas to me and back again.“So, uh, how do we keep the demon from getting inside?”

“Protection charms,” I start.“And stay behind a warding.And remember: demons lie even more than vampires do.And this one seems have been jumping bodies just to watch me.”

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” Lucas growls rounding on me.His dark blue eyes glimmer with anger.“And you invited her to my bar.”

“Our bar,” I correct, fully knowing this isn’t the right time to sass my killer of a husband.“And, again, we have to talk to her to at least figure out if she’s going to try to kill me first.”

“Yes, Callie,” he deadpans.“Because she’s going to give you a clear and calm warning and give you until the count of ten before she tries to murder you.”

“Stranger things have happened.”

Eliza holds up her hands.“While I’ll be the first to admit it turns me on to watch you fight, this needs to stop.”

“She’s right,” I sigh, wanting nothing more than to go give Lucas a hug.Before I can make a move, all three vampires snap their attention to something I can’t here.Yet it can only be one thing.

Drea is here.

ChapterSeventeen

“Punctual demons annoy me more than any other kid,” I grumble.

“This crosses into rude,” Eliza says.“The bar doesn’t open for nearly another hour.”

“What is your plan?”Eamon asks and Lucas looks at me pointedly.I get it.He’s mad.It makes my stomach hurt but I can’t deal with it right now.There is a literal demon presumably by the locked front door, wearing someone’s body like a second hand coat.

“Um…telekinesis and astral projection.Crap.Okay…hang on.”I go over to Lucas, looking into his beautiful eyes.“I love you,” I tell him, feeling my heart swell in my chest.

“And I love you,” he replies, cupping my face with one of his large hands.He kisses me and then takes Juliet.I shake out my hands, trying to separate my angel powers from my witch powers.Drea knows how to do the spell to repel angels.Having Juliet here is a huge risk.Heart hammering, I hold out my hands, close my eyes, and envision bright white light surrounding us.

“I call upon the fires of Hell and the light of Heaven.Surround this room and protect us all.”Through my closed eyes, I can see a beam of light rise from the floor.Eliza gasps and I drop my hands, remembering that raw energy like this burns vampires.

“What language was that?”Eamon asks.

“Enochian,” Lucas replies.

“I haven’t heard that in nearly two-thousand years,” he replies.“I’ve forgotten it all.”

“It’s the language of angels,” I say, turning to look at him.“You heard it?”

“I may have spent some time in the Middle East when something ratherChristianwas happening.”

“We are revisiting this,” I tell him, mind blown for some reason.I’m half angel for crying out loud, but to think Eamon could witness the origin of so many Christmas songs is hard to believe.

Lucas kisses Juliet on the top of he head and goes to hand her to Eliza.

“What are you doing?”I ask.

“You’re not going out there alone,” he tells me in a way that I know means there’s zero chance in arguing against him.

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