Chapter 12 Without even touching it Ren's agitation flung the front door of the castle wide open and he went straight to his office knowing Storm would be there waiting for him. Seeing the Time Walker rocking back and forth in the desk chair as if he’d waited all day and was bored was not amusing. “What the hell was that for?” Ren demanded crossing the room. “You were losing your temper with the poor girl,” Storm defended his actions with a shrug. “I knew how to calm her down but the only way I could gain her full attention was to send you away to a place that would give me enough time to say what I needed to say.” Ren sighed and plopped down on the sofa. He’d had plenty of time to cool off but for some reason he could still hear the damn echo of Lacey's soft voice asking to be Vincent’s partner. She would never get her wish while he had the strength to stand between her and that British idiot. “Is she better?” he asked through gritted teeth. “Go see for yourself,” St

Chapter 14 “If you have come here looking for a fight then let me appease you by revoking the deal these demons have made with me that stops them from fighting within the walls of this building,” the demon said in the silence that followed. “Then they will all burn,” Zach threatened and the wall of black flames started slowly closing in on its prisoners causing panic from inside the dangerous barrier. “Actually, we did not come here to fight,” Storm started in a calm voice but was immediately cut off by the cocky original. “You lie,” the demon accused as it levitated several feet off the stage, its voice becoming an ominous echo as it drew a wicked looking demon blade and darted toward Storm so fast it became nothing but a blur. Storm stood his ground for a millisecond before disappearing and reappearing right behind the original as it descended. He held the demon’s wrist out to the side making the blade useless while his other arm was wrapped securely around its neck. W

Chapter 16 Earlier that same night, Zachary leaned back against a tree that was just as dead as the graveyard around him. He shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans watching Craven continue Tiara’s necromancer training. It was still hard for him to deal with all of the sensual touching involved in the training but the fact that Uncle Craven was still alive meant he’d only mentally killed the bastard a dozen times instead of doing it for real. Though he had to admit the only reason the demon hadn't gone up in flames yet was because Tiara would never forgive him for it. He gazed past them spotting the rest of the crew among the crypts and headstones. It was good to see the team alert and already in full swing. They seemed to have a lot of energy tonight and from the looks of things, they were going to need it. The unanimous decision when they’d first shown up here for their midnight shift had been to clear out everything that didn’t belong… and to do it before dawn. Zacha