“Fine, fine. I had two dreams. One was of you and Tyrian in the snow, fighting.”
“What were we fighting about?”
Lily shrugged. “I didn’t hear anything like that. It was like watching a movie with the sound muted, minus any subtitles. It looked emotional though, deep. You both looked so...in pain. He didn’t look anything like how I saw him when I met him downstairs. He’s all aloof and cold. There was none of that in this dream.” Chloe shuddered, her stomach filling with that horrible warning feeling.
“And the other?” Chloe asked, feeling more miserable than before.
“I wasn’t going to tell you. I was going to mention it to him, because I didn’t want to worry you any. Plus you know these things aren’t always accurate.” Lily smiled at her but Chloe couldn’t make herself do it back. She felt hollow inside, numb.
“Just tell me.”
Lily dragged in a deep breath. “I saw you die. A demon was fighting you, and it killed you.”
Chloe’s eyes shot wide. “Say what? Do you think this is because I nearly died by that demon yesterday? When did you have that dream?” Chloe said, desperate to know. She had to know. She grabbed Lily’s arm in firm grip, her eyes frantic and wide.
Lily’s smile relaxed her infinitely. “Just last night. Don’t worry, that’s all it was.”
Chloe sighed. “Thank God.”
A knock sounded at the door and Chloe knew who it was. “Just tell me one more thing, and be completely honest, Lily. Do you really think I should pursue him? I don’t want to get hurt,” she whispered.
Lily smiled gently. “Sometimes we have to experience the bite of pain before we can feel the love. I say do it. If you want him, then go get him, Chloe.”
Chloe threw her arms around her sister. “Thank you, Lily,” she whispered. Lily squeezed her one last time and then they answered the door.
The warrior, Rayn, was there. Not her vampire commander. He smiled like a male alley cat at Lily and looked her up and down. “Are you sure you won’t let me take you out, beautiful?
I would love to show you a good time.”
Lily winked at him. “I know you would darling, but I already have a man.”
Rayn cocked a brow. “Who? I’ll fight him for the rights to you any day.” He said it in mock seriousness that sent Chloe and Lily into giggles.
“His name is Telal Demuzi. If you wish to fight with him, make arrangements so I can be there. I wouldn’t want to miss that.” Rayn’s brow skyrocketed to his hairline.
He shook his head and held out his hands. “The demon? Damn. Grab on, we’re meeting
Tyrian downstairs first.” Chloe and Lily each grabbed a hand. Rayn grinned at Lily and pulled her close to his chest.
“You smell nice, lilit.”
Before Chloe could ask what that word meant, her body tingled from head to toe, and the hallway dissipated around them like sand dropping, and then a new room appeared. A room filled with weapons.
“Whoa, what’s this place?” Chloe asked and went to the walls covered in weapons from axes and swords to guns and throwing knives. She even saw a few grenades and laughed.
“The armory,” Rayn replied.
A door opened and Tyrian and Henry came in. “You’re back on command duty while I’m
gone. If anything happens, notify me,” Tyrian said. Henry bowed swiftly.
Tyrian gaze shot to her like a magnet. He zeroed in on her like she was the sole focus on his mind. It made her stomach flutter, her pulse race. His eyes heated, scorched over the fitted dress she wore, lingered on her black stocking legs.
He’d changed and now wore a tight, black t-shirt instead of his usual long sleeves. Chloe licked her lips at the play of muscles in his forearms, at the thick veins that ran over his arms and into his finely sculpted hands. Just as quickly, his eyes darted away from her and were back to the distant, unfazed look he always wore.
“You’re drooling,” Lily teased in a whisper. Chloe glared at her but pulled her gaze away from the man constantly occupying her thoughts. “Don’t worry, he is totally drool-worthy.”
Tyrian picked up a wicked, curved knife from the wall and two guns that he tucked into places around his cargo belt. When Chloe blinked, she realized she couldn’t even see them. It was like they were never there.
“How do you do that?”
She was surprised that he bothered to answer her. “I have an enchantment on certain weapons so that I can carry them but they stay hidden to others.” Oh, so that explained how he managed to have a massive double-bladed axe back at the hotel.
“But you don’t have those kinds of powers.”
“Draven does. He can make nearly anything invisible. Let’s go,” he commanded. Rayn
had to touch each of them for this to work.
“I’ll need one of the beautiful ladies to cuddle close to me, so the others can touch my hands for this to work,” Rayn said, sounding immensely happy as he smiled at Lily.
Lily smiled back at him, but pushed Chloe into him. Her arms naturally went around him in an awkward hug. She looked up at Tyrian and saw his nostrils flare, so she stayed where she was. Damn right. Lily took hold of Rayn’s hand and saddled up next to her. Tyrian was next. He took his time, almost as if it pained him to move close to her.
He tore his gaze away from her and cut Rayn a look that spoke volumes. The warrior
winced and quickly the room started to disappear. Chloe couldn’t have been happier as they appeared in front of the demon’s headquarters. She’d seriously needed that ego boost his jealousy just provided her.
As the guards escorted them to the elevator, Lily leaned close and whispered, “See, I told you.” They all sidled into the elevator and Chloe couldn’t keep from grabbing Tyrian’s hand and tugging on it.
He took a deep, long breath but looked down at her. She crooked her finger at him and hesitantly he leaned down. She met him by rising on her toes.
In the sexiest voice she could manage, she whispered into the shell of his ear, “I
remember your tongue licking my sex in this very spot, Tyrian. I remember the way you felt as you thrust inside me so hungrily. I wish we could do it all over again. Right now.”
He pulled back quickly, his eyes wide and a flush darkening his cheeks. Chloe looked down, saw the start of a bulge in his military-style black pants, and wanted to do a little cheer.
Instead, she blew him a kiss just as the doors dinged open.
The same two guards waited for them. Their eyes met Tyrian’s with a mixture of blatant hostility and fear.
“I hope we will not have the same problems we did last time,” Tyrian said.
The guards spoke into their mics and eventually nodded at them before leading them
down the hall. They went into the demon’s office, but the demon was nowhere to be seen.
“He’ll be right with you,” one of the guards said. Lily’s eyes were wide and bright with excitement. She ran over to the demon’s desk and sat on it, kicking her legs back and forth as she looked over the papers and things on his desk.
“Lily, what are you doing?” Chloe whispered furiously.
Lily smiled and waved her off. “Demons have an incredible sense of smell or so I hear. I just want him to get a good long scent of mine.” She hopped down and sat in his chair, sliding back and forth on the leather. She’d just hopped back onto his desk and started reading through his papers when a side door opened and the demon came in.
His gaze locked on Lily like a sniper. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? Who are you?” Lily smiled at him, which seemed to completely unfaze him as he stalked towards her.
“Get off my desk.”
Lily hopped off but grabbed his hand and lifted it. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Telal Demuzi. I must say I hate that you’re into weapons manufacturing but all of your other work has seriously impressed me.” She brought his golden-skinned hand up to her face and then licked his palm. His eyes flared huge and he viciously yanked his hand back. He backed her into his desk, her thighs hitting it and stopping her. He crowded her.