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Chapters (39)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgements
  5. ONE
  6. TWO
  7. THREE
  8. FOUR
  9. FIVE
  10. SIX
  11. SEVEN
  12. EIGHT
  13. NINE
  14. TEN
  15. ELEVEN
  16. TWELVE
  17. THIRTEEN
  18. FOURTEEN
  19. FIFTEEN
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN
  22. EIGHTEEN
  23. NINETEEN
  24. TWENTY
  25. TWENTY-ONE
  26. TWENTY-TWO
  27. TWENTY-THREE
  28. TWENTY-FOUR
  29. TWENTY-FIVE
  30. TWENTY-SIX
  31. TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. TWENTY-NINE
  34. THIRTY
  35. THIRTY-ONE
  36. THIRTY-TWO
  37. THIRTY-THREE
  38. THIRTY-FOUR
  39. Teaser chapter

The stairwell emptied into a large room with concrete floors and stainless steel tables. A battle was already under way. Furniture had been smashed, tables overturned, herb crushed underfoot. The air witches—Claire and Mira—had been busy.

The scent of all the elements hung heavy in the air along with . . . along with . . .

“No,” Sarafina breathed beside him. “It can’t be.”

But it was.

The room was not filled with warlocks spell-casting demon magick with Bai as they’d presumed. The room was filled with Atrika.

TWENTY-ONE

TWENTY-ONE

IT WAS THEIR WORST NIGHTMARE COME TO LIFE. The monsters weren’t a world away anymore, they were here. Sarafina, like the other Coven witches, was momentarily speechless at the sight.

It didn’t matter that it should have been impossible that so many Atrika daaeman were Earthside; somehow they were.

Stefan turned from the fray and centered his gaze on her. “You!” he bellowed. “You little bitch. You led them right to my door.”

Just then a huge—hell, they were all huge—Atrika with long blond hair noticed the newcomers and lobbed a massive dose of demon magick at them.

“Sarafina!” Theo bellowed right before they were forced to part. The Coven witches scattered. Sarafina threw up a shield and rolled to the right, finding a table and hiding behind it as the demon magick slid past her in a bitter wave, scorching the concrete floor of the room.

Across from her, Theo rolled back up to his feet and retaliated, pushing the Atrika back. A bowl of some kind of herb went flying past her and smashed into the wall, followed by a demon.

Well. You didn’t see that every day.

The dark-skinned Atrika sprawled on the floor for a few moments, stunned, then spotted her and snarled. Sarafina scrambled to her feet and raised power. Clearly, she couldn’t hide behind the table forever, darn it.

She hit the Atrika with a blast of white-hot fire before he could completely recover, making sure she remembered not to tap all her power in one panic-fueled rush this time. The Atrika howled, hit dead-on, and Sarafina backed away, ducking flying debris.

Turning in a slow circle on the balls of her feet, she surveyed the room. Chaos ruled the day.

The room was awash in battle. To her left, Theo was tag-teaming an Atrika with Adam. Across the room, several daaeman were ganging up on Claire. She was a strong witch, but she was clearly in distress. Remembering Claire’s history with the daaeman, Sarafina strode across the room, raising power to aid her as she went.

Before she made it there, Stefan grabbed her by the shirt and whirled her around to face him. “How did you do it? How did you find me out here? How?”