Daimon (Guardians of Hades #6) - Felicity Heaton Page 0,124

those eyes and commanded the spell to release him.

When it didn’t, she pressed her mouth to his and breathed in, felt it as the treacherous spell that had been seeping into his lungs was drawn towards her.

She broke away from his mouth and exhaled before covering it again and drawing another breath, stealing the air from his lungs.

She tasted blood.

And then ashes.

She kept sucking in air as she pulled her head back.

“What the—” Valen barked, disgust lacing his voice.

Cass snapped Daimon’s mouth closed the moment the twisting black and violet cloud passed his lips and Keras pinched Daimon’s nose as the spell lunged for it.

She closed her hands around the spell and gritted her teeth as it fought her, as she muttered a reversal spell intended to erase it.

“Cass?”

The sound of her name had never been so sweet.

She looked down into Daimon’s ice-blue eyes, tears filling hers as he stared at her.

“What are you doing here?” Daimon croaked.

Valen began quietly singing ‘love is in the air’, earning himself a cuff around the back of his head from Marek.

“Saving your sorry ass,” Ares offered. “I leave you alone for five minutes and you’re off doing heroic shit.”

Daimon’s eyes edged towards his brothers and he pushed out a single word as a shudder wracked him. “Nemesis.”

“We figured as much,” Ares said.

Cass wrestled with the unruly spell, closing her fingers tightly around it and trying to contain it as it attempted to leak out of even the smallest crack.

Daimon looked back at her, his weary blue eyes lowering to her hands. “What’s…”

“Oh, just a little necromancy.” She tried to keep her voice light as she fought it. “It’s not happy to leave you.”

His eyes widened slightly. “That was in me?”

“I refer you back to the part where you were almost dead.” She grunted as she hit the spell with another reversal incantation and relaxed a little as this one was effective, had the ball of dark magic losing enough strength that she could contain it.

It grew docile in her hands and she was quick to finish unpicking the spell she had used to create it.

Daimon tried to push up onto his elbows. Keras helped him, gripping his shoulders and easing him into a sitting position, and then quickly releasing him.

“Don’t rush it,” Cass warned, deeply aware that the healing spell was still at work inside him. “You, ah, this isn’t the only spell that I used, but it is the only one that I removed.”

Daimon pressed a hand to his stomach and paled. “I thought I felt weird.”

“That’s probably the brush with death you had,” Ares growled. “Last time I’m letting you out of my sight.”

“You should rest.” Cass vanquished the spell and sagged as she let her hands fall to her lap. She needed a nice rest too.

Daimon nodded and looked around the apartment, and then at her. “Did you deal with the Erinyes?”

“The Erinyes?” Keras said.

“They were here.” Daimon frowned at all the blood. “You didn’t kill them?”

“Little miss witch here popped two Messengers like they were zits, but no one else was in the building.” Valen flipped one of his knives in his hand, his eyes on Daimon the entire time.

That bad feeling Cass had been having since Keras had announced reaching Daimon had been too easy returned full force.

“We should go.” She placed her hand on Daimon’s arm and looked at Keras.

“But you are exactly where we want you to be.”

The female voice rolled across the room.

“And it appears you do have exactly what we need.”

A second female voice echoed around her.

Cold shot down Cass’s spine.

Marek had been right. It was a trap.

Daimon grabbed Cass, hauling her to him as he growled and bared emerging fangs, his eyes glittering like ice.

Around them, violet-black smoke billowed and twisted, spreading to form five portals that flickered with green and purple lightning.

The two Erinyes stepped from the shadows, melting out of them.

The bitches had been hiding in this room all along, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Waiting for her to reveal she could use necromancy and for Daimon to be free of his ice and revived, his blood ready for them to use against the gate.

Keras seized hold of Ares as the male collared Valen and Valen grabbed Marek.

The moment everyone was in contact, darkness devoured them.

Cass grunted when she was dumped unceremoniously on the damp grass of Central Park and Daimon landed on her, his back slamming into her legs. She rolled as Keras dropped out of the air too,