Page 47 of Warmongers and Wands
“We did it,” I told him.
“We did it until the next time.” He scowled. “It’s not safe here for you. Come morning, I want that sister of yours to fly you out of here and back to the town where you’ll be safe. I can take care of these curs on my own.”
“Hey, it’s not like I stood in the corner and screamed. I helped. In fact, I more than helped. I kicked some serious werewolf ass, and I could do it again.”
“You can’t keep fighting off werewolves with a broken leg.” He was in front of me in three strides, pulling me into his arms. “I was terrified that they’d harm you before I managed to get them to turn on each other. I was so afraid they’d injure or even kill you. I can handle any attack they bring to my door, but not if I’m worried about your safety.”
I reached up to touch his face. “We run this town, Hadur. We witches are the authority for everything that happens inside our wards. Cassie has just started taking her place as head witch. The werewolves will fall in line or face exile, and it’s not going to be long before they realize that none of us witches are going to back down.I’mnot going to back down.”
“If anything were to happen to you…”
“Cassie will go deliver an epic smack-down to Clinton and his pack, and what happened tonight will never happen again. Clinton is a pansy. He doesn’t want to take Cassie on. His whole plan here was to pit my sister against Dallas to gain control of the mountain. We’ll send Diebin in with a note come morning. Cassie will do her thing, and I’ll stay here for however long it takes me to get you out of this summoning circle.”
He kissed the top of my head and held me close. “I do want to tell you how magnificent you were tonight. You with your back against the wall, bright pink cast on your leg, throwing spoons and zapping werewolves with a spelled farrier tool…it was damned sexy.”
“Even the pink cast?” I asked, my words muffled against his shirt.
“Especially the pink cast,” he murmured. Then he bent his head and kissed me.
It was a gentle kiss, then something sparked and he groaned, pulling me against him and parting my lips with his tongue tasting, licking, and…ravaging. Yes, that was the word. Ravaging. His tongue teased mine, then he pulled away to catch a breath. I yanked him back to me, nibbling on his bottom lip and tugging it with my teeth as I dug my fingers into his hair. His hands slid down my back to cup my ass, pulling me up against his erection as he took over, kissing me once more. My world fell away, and all I knew was his mouth on mine.
“Hey! Is everyone okay in here?” Cassie’s cheerful voice rang out from the doorway. I pulled away from Hadur and glared at her. My sister, worst timing in the whole world.
“Wow, I’m really not a fan of the redecorating effort here.” She grinned over at me. “I’m guessing you’re okay. Either that, or your demon was busy checking your tonsils for damage there.”
“We’re fine. Pull up a chair and let me tell you about the eighteen werewolves we just fought off, though.”
“I know.” Cassie righted one of the chairs and sat down. “Ophelia called me in a panic because she’d had a vision. Then I panicked and Lucien and I drove up here at speeds Jeff Gordon would have envied. Lucien grabbed four of the werewolves crawling their way through the woods. Nice job with the wand, by the way. I totally want you to make me one of those, only not on a tool. Maybe something like a judge’s gavel or a silver candlestick.”
“I’ll get right on that,” I drawled.
“Good. Anyway, Lucien and I had a chat with the werewolves we grabbed, and let’s just say I plan on paying a visit to Clinton Dickskin first thing in the morning.”
I shot Hadur a knowing glance. “So we’re good here?”
“You’re good.” Cassie waved a hand. “Go back to swapping bodily fluids. Lucien and I are going to head home with a quick pitstop at the Accident jail. He’s got those four werewolves, or maybe more by now, and I’m thinking there are some assault as well as breaking and entering charges about to be filed. The werewolves are going to learn that this kind of thing is going to result in a whole lot of legal trouble.”
Leave it to my sister, the lawyer and the head witch of Accident, to step up to the plate and handle this like a pro.
Leave it to Cassie to once again take care of her family, to make us all feel safe, to let me know she had it all in hand.
My sister headed out into the night and I turned once more to Hadur.
“So, can I stay? Are you satisfied that there won’t be any further threat on my life?”
He smiled down at me. “Yes. And I’m happy to have you stay with me for as long as you want.”
I smiled back. “Good. Now…where were we before my sister so rudely interrupted us?”
