Page 36 of The Angel's Kiss
We switched the girl from me to him and I took him into my arms and touched his motorcycle. I teleported all of us to his condo and when we landed, he staggered a little, but I caught him and the girl.
“Are you alright?” I asked.
Rai nodded. “That was weird,” he said.
“Guardians can’t teleport?”
He nodded. “Yes.”
I smirked. “After they’ve merged with the Champions like every good little Guardian should, correct?” I taunted because I did enjoy getting a rise out of Rai.
“Whatever,” Rai snapped, then placed the girl on the sofa. “Heal her.”
I sighed, but Rai commanded me. So, I placed my hand over the girl’s chest and allowed my demonic magic to flow into her. She began to go into convulsions and cough up blood. I yanked my hand away just as Rai gasped and came to her side to hold her down.
“What happened, why didn’t it work?!” he asked in his frantic state.
I frowned. “My power... it only combined with the demon blood she was poisoned with. That means it was from a Knight.” I looked up at Rai. “I won’t be able to heal her.”
“Which Knight and what do we do now?” Rai asked, a deep crease between his furrowed brow, a sheer indicator of the stress and worry he felt for the human girl.
“I don’t know which Knight. However, there is one place that I know of that may have something to save her.”
“Great, let’s go,” Rai said and when the girl ceased her shaking, he let her go and breathed a sigh of a little relief.
“Where we need to go, I can’t just teleport there,” I said.
He frowned then and I loved his strong, angular jawline. Damn. It wasn’t fair that his holy warrior ass was this breathtaking.
“Where’s it at?”
“Not on this plane,” I said. “I’ll need to draw the doorway with my blood on the floor and sprinkle some herbs on it. Do you mind?” I asked, one eyebrow arched.
He looked down at the beautiful marble floor. “Will it leave a stain?”
“Do you care if it does? Aren’t you trying to save her life?”
He looked at the unconscious girl, her breaths shallow. “You’re right. Do whatever it takes.”
“You can just cover it with that Persian rug.” I pointed to the one under his cocktail table. “Trust me, you’ll want to keep this door.”
“Fine, I believe you.” He walked over to the cocktail table. “I’ll move it and you draw it there.”
I watched him move furniture out of the way for me. And checked out his firm ass and thighs... yeah, he was filling out those pants nicely.
He turned and caught me looking and gave me the middle finger. “Never gonna happen.”
“I’m old enough to know that it’s never wise to say ‘never.’” I smiled at him.
He rolled his eyes. “Just do the fucking door spell.”
“Oh, I love that filthy mouth of yours,” I flirted. He huffed and I got his message. “Very well. But I need to go home to get the herbs. I’ll be right back.”
I teleported without waiting for his reply. Quickly, I retrieved the herbs from my secret safe and then returned. My sudden appearance jarred Rai and got a curse word from him. I smirked, then cut my wrist and allowed the blood to flow. I moved my wrist to form a circle with my blood. I then dabbed my finger in my blood and drew sigils inside the circle.
“What is this place we’re going to?” Rai asked.
“It’s called the Magic Shop. It exists in its own dimension. It’s nowhere and everywhere at the same time,” I explained. “It’s ancient, even I don’t know how long it and its Owner have been around.” I rose, then motioned for him to join me as I stood in the middle of the doorway. “Come.”
