else there, the one blocking them. I think…I think I can get into their mind and talk to them.”
Laz pulled her closer. “You’ve never done anything like that, what if…”
“It’s okay,” she said and cupped his face. “I’ll be okay.”
She closed her eyes again, and Laz pressed his face into the crook of her neck, arms tightening around her.
As soon as Eve went deep again, Gunner spun back, searching the lot.
“Gunner?” Chaos flew in front of him. “You okay?”
Gunner tried to shake out his shoulders, to breathe through the feeling building inside him, pulsing and growing, the buzzing in his head, the racing of his heart. “Something’s down there, and it’s…fuck, it’s calling me.”
Chaos frowned and looked down at the ground and back. “What are you feeling?”
Gunner clenched his teeth. It was muted, but it felt like…oh fuck, it was the same feeling he had when he was locked up and felt her.
As soon as he thought it, his body went haywire, back torquing, fangs punching through, sliding down his chin.
Chaos moved back. “What the fuck’s going on?”
Eve was muttering and shaking. The barrier hiding whatever was down there was thinning, was about to drop because he felt her even stronger.
This couldn’t be happening.
Could this really be happening?
His demon confirmed it when he clawed his way to the surface, preparing to fight with him, to do whatever it took to get to her. Gunner didn’t even try to stop it because he felt the same, and if his demon could help him get to her faster, he was all for it. He exploded into his Kishi demon form with a roar that he couldn’t hold back, echoing through the night sky.
Gunner glanced around him, at the shocked faces of his brothers. Rocco was there as well, hanging back, but the look in his eyes… Yeah, Rocco knew.
There was only one thing that could have caused this kind of reaction, and the determination on Roc’s face, the threat of death to anyone who got in Gunner’s way, was so clear it could have been tattooed across his forehead.
Eve continued to whisper rapidly, then she screamed again, and whatever was blocking the demons there dropped. The bare lot transformed into a big-assed house, a mini-mansion similar to the others on the street.
Gunner didn’t wait for an order, he flew at the place, teeth bared and sword drawn.
Luna screamed. She didn’t know if it was out loud or just in her mind.
She screamed for him. For Gunner.
He was near.
She felt him.
Maybe it was her mind playing tricks on her? Had her starved brain conjured him up? But the roaring in her head and the tingle over her limbs wouldn’t let her retreat, kept telling her it was the truth, that he was there.
A wave of agony burned through her more fiercely than ever before, and her scream grew louder. Her eyes were closed, but she no longer felt the rough concrete against her body, her cheek. After so long in this cold, damp room, she felt like she was suspended in her pain.
A strange heat began sliding through her limbs.
He was closer.
Her internal cries grew stronger, more frantic. What if he didn’t find her? What if he left again?
The tingle of her fangs trying to extend had her whimpering, and the gnawing in her gut was like acid, opening her up and spilling her insides out onto the floor.
Gunner.
Please, don’t leave me here.
I need you.
I need you.
I need you.
Gunner!
Chapter 6
The demon screamed as Gunner sunk his claws into its throat and tore its head off. His brothers were at his back, Rocco at his side. They were all fighting, cutting their way through the demons guarding the house.
Gunner wasn’t following Chaos’s lead, he had no plan. He had a one-track mind. All he could do was fight—fight to get to her.
She wasn’t dead.
She wasn’t dead.
“I’ve got you, brother.” Rocco dragged his blade across another demon’s throat. “Follow it, let it lead you,” he growled.
Yeah, Rocco knew, he knew what had flipped him out.
A demon came at Gunner and sunk his razor-sharp teeth into his arm, right through the tough crimson skin of his Kishi demon form, and hung on like a rabid dog. Gunner punched it in the forehead twice, and when it still hung off him, he pulled his blade free and planted it in the top of its head.
Its mouth released and it fell back, twitching on the floor. Rocco moved in and hacked its head from its body.