Chapters (24)
- Cover
- Reality Bites
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Epilogue
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She glanced around her. Okay, there were a bunch of people in the castle with scary power. But at least she knew they were on the side of the angels. She glanced at Bain. Or maybe not.
“We have no idea how many vampires Stephan will bring with him. Not that it matters.” Holgarth sneered his contempt of all night feeders. “Even this Stephan, ancient though he is, won’t have the power of the Mackenzies or any of us.”
Uh-oh. Cinn watched Dacian’s eyes narrow. Holgarth forged on, unaware or uncaring that in making light of Stephan’s power, he’d also insulted Dacian.
Wait. He’d said “any of us.” For whatever reason, Cinn had assumed that Kristin and Donna were human. “Umm, just checking something out. Am I the only human here?”
Holgarth huffed his displeasure at being interrupted. “I’ll refrain from listing all your human frailties and simply give you the short answer. Yes. Now unless you have another inane question to ask, I’ll get on with the really important things we have to discuss.”
“You get off on making people mad, don’t you?” If Cinn had the power, she’d activate Teddy and have him shoot a few dozen spines into someone’s pompous butt.
Holgarth raised one supercilious brow. “Of course. And it’s so pathetically easy to do.”
Cinn glanced around the group. “How do you guys put up with him?”
Edge laughed. “The old guy has his moments. Ignore him.”
And as angry as Cinn was with Holgarth, she felt a twinge of sympathy when he winced at the word “old.” Maybe feeling vulnerable caused Holgarth to lash out at those he felt were weaker than he. Okay, cut the psychoanalysis. Maybe Holgarth was just naturally badtempered.
“This is taking too long.” Ganymede paced the counter. “I have a game to watch and a bowl of popcorn waiting for me. Here’s what’s going to happen.”
Cinn caught the humiliated expression in Holgarth’s eyes before he quickly masked it. Ganymede shouldn’t have done that.
“Holgarth is going to activate the park’s gargoyles. For anyone who doesn’t know, they’re our special defense system. Cool guys. They keep out whatever we tell them to. Once awake, they’ll make sure no night feeders except for Taurin and Dacian get into the park. They won’t bother humans.”
Cinn couldn’t keep her mouth shut. “What if a few night feeders are already inside? And maybe Stephan hired some humans to infiltrate the castle.”
Ganymede yawned, exposing sharp little feline teeth. “No night feeders are in the castle. We would’ve sensed them. And humans don’t have enough power to worry about.”
Ganymede, the equal opportunity insulter. Cinn decided not to argue with him. It would be a waste of time.
Ganymede glanced at his wizard. “Will you need help?”