Two large hands grabbed me by the back of my shirt and lifted me off the ground like I was a throw pillow. I gasped and summoned my magic because the power radiating off Michael’s sword drowned out all of my other senses. Kessler’s face passed by me in a blur—and then I was airborne, thrown like a baseball. I meant to look for my Coven-mates to see who could catch me, but my gaze landed on the demons dropping from the sky above me.

“DEMONS!” I screamed and tried to lift Michael’s sword, but I couldn’t get the tip of the blade up, so I just held it straight out from my body, gripping the hilt as tight as possible as gravity rolled my body through the air.

Everything was a blur to my eyes. All I saw were flashes of white and black with little pops of colorful magic from my Coven-mates. A demon charged for me, but the second Michael’s sword touched its black scales, the thing burst into dust. I wasn’t using the sword, I was merely holding it while the universe twirled me around. Kessler had thrown me. He must have known this would happen. Demons didn’t seem to think because they kept lunging for me only to burst to ash and dust. It was all happening too fast. The world was spinning. Gravity grabbed my ankle and yanked me back down toward the ground. I did not have wings, only very, very breakable bones. I scanned left and right for Tegan but couldn’t find her—a large, deeply tanned arm snaked around my waist and pulled.

My body flipped around until I was facing the stars again. White feathers moved in my peripheral vision a split second before I saw Tenn’s face. With perfect ease, he pulled Michael’s sword out of my hands and spun us around as he sliced four demons to dust in the blink of an eye. I threw my hands out and shot my blue flames into the demons as Tenn zipped us through the air. But holding me was definitely hindering our non-human leader, so I opened my mouth to tell him to bring me down when his grip on my waist vanished.

I blinked and Tenn was gone.

And then my feet hit solid ground. Big gray spikes shot up from the snow and the whole world rumbled—No, wait. That’s not the ground. I peeled my gaze off the demons and looked down to find I was standing on Silas’s back. My eyes widened. I’m standing on a dragon. Silas snorted, pulling me out of my momentary shock in time to see demons speeding toward us.

I cursed and dove forward. “Silas, FLIP AND CATCH!”