“I know you can, pet.”

“Is there anything else you want to cover before we get there?”

“Just know if you’re ever uncomfortable, you can always tell me. Oh, take my phone out of my pocket. The first photo is a picture of Paige, so you know what you’re looking for.”

I look at him wide-eyed. A man handing over his phone willingly. He doesn’t even have a lock screen as I look at the photo, memorizing the blonde woman’s features in front of me. She’s pretty. On the one hand, I hope she’s the one possessed and this ends tonight, on the other, I hope not. If what Dax said is true, and Mara is inside of this woman, the damage she is doing is insurmountable.

I can’t help it when I look at his contacts. There are only two saved numbers in there ‘little witch’ and Ryan. It makes my stomach sink. Before I can dwell on it any longer, I slide his phone back into his jacket pocket.

Dax pulls into an empty parking spot and I notice immediately that the building is warded. To a human, the building won’t even be visible. To me, however, it looks like a warehouse with the beaming word Inferno on the front.

“You ready?” Dax asks me, unclipping his seatbelt. I smile at him and give him a nod. I take a few deep breaths as he exits the car and walks around the front to open my door for me.

I can do this.

19. Dax

Chapter 19

I take Blair’s smaller hand in mine as we walk toward the entrance of Inferno. Fuck, she looks good. I know I was opposed to her going shopping with Kas, but what she’s wearing tonight makes it oh so worth it. The outfit she’s wearing with the two little buns in her hair had me nearly devouring her on sight. Definitely worth seven grand.

I’ve considered turning the car around and taking her home and fucking her all night more times than I would like to admit. Mostly because she looks stunning and I want her all to myself. The other part of me, which I’m having a hard time with, is the idea of her being in danger. This whole scheme started with me just needing Blair as a date to get into the club. Now that we know Mara might be going after my little witch, I don’t like it one bit.

She looks nervous, but still confident in the way she walks. Part of me hopes she breaks a rule or two so that I can bend her over in that expensive little skirt I bought and smack her perky ass until it’s nice and pink.

“Remember, no talking to anyone but me, Asmo, and Kas.”