Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
“You’re getting liberal with those ‘honeys’ and ‘babies,’ ” Sky mumbled into his chest.
Nolan shook with silent laughter. “Is it working?”
“Maybe.”
“I guess I need to keep doing it.”
“Well, now that we’ve settled that you’re not breaking up your relationship of two days,” Mad drawled.
“Fuck you,” Sky and Nolan said in unison.
The others snickered while Mad continued, “How the hell are we going to catch the other two dogs?”
“Are you sure you can’t call up a demon or two to wrangle them? This was their fault,” Moon argued.
“After meeting Zalramon, I gotta say that feels like we’re inviting more trouble than it’s worth,” Nolan countered.
Sky loathed releasing his man, but he needed to turn so he could brainstorm with his friends. “I agree with Nolan. The dogs are more than the minions can easily handle, and the demons…” Sky wrinkled his nose. “They are tricky assholes. We could be stuck with a situation where they capture the dandy dogs, but we can’t get rid of the demons.”
Red snorted. “Yeah, ’cause that’s all we need. Demons and the fae running wild in the city.”
Moon flopped onto the ground, his arms thrown out to the sides. “Ffuuuuuuccckkkk…I forgot about them. How many more days until they show up?”
“Four,” Maddox grumbled.
“Yep, way too late to move to Australia or Japan. Guess I have to stay here with you guys,” Moon replied with a heavy sigh.
Sky rubbed his forehead. “Can we focus? We need to get rid of the dogs. Do we try to set another trap? There’s at least one less now.”
“We need more firepower. The four of us are going to get eaten,” Red argued.
“Plus, I don’t know if they’d fall for more chicken,” Mad chimed in.
“Why don’t you call Audrey and gather all the other covens?” Nolan inquired. Sky swung around to gape at the man. Seriously? Call together all the covens to cast magic? That was insane. The other witches spent far too much time trying to think of ways to kill each other. They didn’t make magic together.
“What?” Nolan’s gaze jerked from Sky to sweep over the rest of them. Sky glanced at his friends to find them all wearing the same horrified expression. “They wanted this mess cleaned up. Why shouldn’t they help? And it’s like you said, no one wants demons and the fae running free in the city. They help get rid of the dogs, and they can all go back to prepping for Moving Day.” Nolan offered Sky a weak smile. “What’s the worst that can happen? They say no.”
Sky could imagine a lot worse happening with a hell of a lot of witches gathered, but Nolan was right. This was their best option.
“All right. I’ll give Audrey a call. See if she can help round up her posse.” He narrowed his eyes at Nolan and pointed a finger at him. “But you need to be prepared to sign more books.”
After a quick consultation with Audrey about the situation, everyone agreed to meet at a park close to the golf course with the big soccer field. If they were lucky, the dogs would still be in the area.
The witches agreed they’d help catch the dogs…if Nolan agreed to sign copies of his books for them.
And pose for pictures with them.
Which was fine.
It was all fine.
But did they have to hang all over him?
And wrap their arms around his waist while snuggling super close for those pictures?
This was bullshit. Nolan was his.
Sky was trying not to grind his teeth together as he watched another woman bring over a stack of four books for Nolan to sign under a flickering lantern light. Two more were waiting for a chance to have their picture taken with him while talking about how cute he was. Like Nolan couldn’t hear them talking about him. Sky was standing fifty feet away and he could fucking hear them.
There had to be a way he could convince Nolan to get a tattoo that said, “Belongs to Sky: HANDS OFF!”
He winced at that thought. Was that really so different from what Christoph Sandor had done with that stupid bite mark that wouldn’t heal?
A little different. Sky would at least ask Nolan to get the tattoo.
Though…a gold band on Nolan’s ring finger was another great way to proclaim to the world that his hot muffin was taken.
“God, I can smell the evil churning away in your brain.” Moon cackled next to him. “What are you plotting?”
“Not plotting. Wondering. Is three weeks too early to propose to someone?”
Moon sighed. “You and Nolan haven’t been dating for three weeks. It’s barely been three days.”
“But I saved him from a vampire stomping his sexy ass at Phoenix three weeks ago. That almost counts as a date.”
“There is no plane of existence where that counts as a date.”
“Vampires have been harassing him?” Audrey demanded from Sky’s left, and he nearly swore out loud. He hadn’t realized the witch had come to stand next to him. Fuck, there were witches everywhere. He wished that could be a good thing, but male-identifying witches had spent far too many centuries being hated by females. His poor brain was on overload.