Cambion Lord (Dark Warrior Alliance #23) - Brenda Trim Page 0,73
Zander and Izzy. “I should have asked why he targeted Chloe. Damn, I fucked this up.”
Zander lifted one eyebrow. “But do you feel better? Because I verra much doubt this vile thing would have told us anything close to the truth.”
Some of the tension riding Dante lifted. “You’re right. And ultimately, it doesn’t matter if he was trying to free Lucifer and get his jollies. There will always be creatures like him crossing to our realm to do one or both of those things.”
Zander nodded and turned to his daughter. “Are you ready to do your thing?”
“Yes.” The word came out a snarl as the young Princess turned eyes filled with hatred on the demon. It was easy to forget Izzy had yet hit her transition and come into her full powers. If the princess hadn’t moved to Khoth she would barely be six years old. Time there runs differently than in the Tehrex Realm, so she was now nineteen years old.
Izzy approached the archdemon and laid her hand on the strip of flesh that was the least bloody. Nothing happened. She closed her eyes, but still nothing. Her face scrunched up and Zander approached her side.
A few seconds later, Izzy turned around and started screaming and throwing shit. Zander lost his shit and started pummeling the bloody mess of a demon. Izzy stopped screaming and stepped in front of her dad then shoved him away.
Dante noticed anger, fear and doubt cross her features. Rage settled and stayed there as she once again placed her hand on the demon. Whatever she did worked because the demon turned to stone then ash within seconds.
Without a backwards glance, Dante left the basement and headed back to Jessup House. He needed to tell Chloe she was safe. And that he loved her and wanted to complete their mating with a ceremony. He could hardly believe how far he’d come in the past few days. Life was no longer an endless eternity of meaningless sex. He had his other half. Someone to love and cherish and have at his side through everything.
It didn’t get much better than this.
Chapter 20
Butterflies took flight in Chloe’s stomach. Somehow Dante pulled off a miracle and her parents and siblings were here for her mating. She had no idea how he managed that. Surely there was no way Abraxos, Araton and Ayil had done him a favor and convinced her family to come down for the ceremony. Right?
Chloe had forced herself not to think about them for too many centuries to count. Now, her mom stood there with tears rolling down her cheeks. Tris finished pinning Chloe’s hair up and dabbed under her eyes where her makeup had smeared.
Her mom wiped her eyes and smiled at her. “You look gorgeous, sweetie. You’ve made a good life for yourself. I’m sorry it’s been so long since we’ve been in contact. I looked at first…”
Chloe held up her hand, cutting off the explanation. “Not today. It’s my mating ceremony and I don’t want to think about mistakes I made. For the first time, I have no doubt I am where I am meant to be. And, I’m happy. I hope I will see you again and we can catch up. I have a lot to apologize for, but I don’t want today tainted by my past.”
Her mother sniffed and wrapped her in a hug so tight, it healed some of the broken pieces inside Chloe. “I’m sorry. You’re right. And yes, we will be around. Now that we’ve found you, we won’t lose you again. For the record there were a lot of mistakes made back then. There are countless choices I would change if I could.”
Chloe’s throat tightened as her mom let her go. “Stop, mom. That’s in the past.”
Her mom cupped her cheek briefly. “Now, let’s get you mated. Your dad and brothers are waiting for you. And, so is your cambion.”
Never before would Chloe have guessed her parents would accept a cambion as a mate for her. Then again, Dante had been part of the group that entered Hell and saved Illianna, one of her mother’s friends. Everyone in Heaven had given up hope of ever finding Illianna after she’d been missing for over a century. It was three cambions that risked everything and rescued her.
Chloe’s dad beamed at her when Tris opened the door. “Oh my. Look at you. I’ve missed you. I was going to ask if you’re happy, but I can see how much Dante