Demon Storm: Belador book 5 Read Free Page A

him.
    Deal with Nadina once and for all.
    Moving silent as a gentle wind, Storm walked deeper into the building. His blood churned with the witch doctor so close, and the beast inside clawed at his control, pushing to get out.
    He used his majik to meld with the shadowy interior. A dim fluorescent lamp in the ceiling at the far end of the long building flickered on and off at random intervals.  
    “You said no more games, Storm. Make yourself known.”
    He continued in the direction of Nadina’s voice as it echoed against the two-story walls. Steel i-beams shot up both sides and across the ceiling that towered over the open area running the length of the building.
    Pigeons cooed in the rafters.
    The building was old, but appeared to be in occasional use based on the forklift parked at one end and equipment for metal fabrication positioned in rows along each side.
    “Do not test my patience, Storm.”
    As if he cared.
    Between the scent stinging his nostrils and the sound of her voice, he had to be within twenty feet of her, but she’d also cloaked her body from view.
    He stopped. “I’m here. Show yourself.”
    A small glow erupted above an extended feminine hand. Nadina continued bringing the glow to life until it expanded past Storm and illuminated the center of the shop.
    Nadina smiled and her beauty would bring a room of men to a standstill, but it was literally skin deep. Eyes so dark brown they looked black watched him with the intensity of someone prepared for fight or flight. Lush hair fell around her shoulders in a black mantle, striking against the blood-red blouse and black pants that clung to her body. If a sculptor had created the perfect mold for a female form, he broke it after forming Nadina.
    Just as perfect and heartless as a Greek statue.
    She was nothing compared to the woman Storm loved.
    Evalle was lean and tough, loyal and protective. She had exotic green eyes he could fall into and never hope to be saved. The most desirable woman he’d ever met, bar none.
    And she was his to protect from this kind of evil.
    “You are ready to talk now, yes?” Nadina asked in a voice spiced with her Latin heritage.
    “What would we talk about, Nadina?” he asked, letting his disgust pour through his words. “The way you tricked my father into marrying you only to breed a powerful demon? Or maybe we should talk about how I outwitted you and escaped?”
    The only sign of hitting his target dead on was the narrowing of her eyes that glared bright yellow for a fleeting moment before turning black again. “You were a difficult child. I should have suffered through two births, then I would have been assured of one who would not disappoint me.”
    She was put out that she failed to plan for a second child as a spare?
    Storm shuddered at the thought. One more person he’d have to shield from her. “I want the souls back. Both of them. That little display outside should have made it clear that I’m not going to be your demon. If you don’t return the souls and give me an oath that you will leave Evalle alone, I will kill you where you stand. If I don’t kill you here, I’ll hunt you to the end of your days and make you suffer before you die.”
    “See? This proves you are mine.”  She grinned, thrilled at his threats.
    The woman was mental.
    Bat shit crazy, and now loaded with power from an underworld ruler.
    “You cannot deny your blood, Storm. You may fight it all you want, but you are a demon deep inside.”
    He refused to accept that and would never have allowed himself to mate with Evalle if he’d doubted his humanity.
    Before he met his mate, he’d been convinced that the demon part of him held the power, but Evalle had brought everything good inside him to the surface. For her, he would never allow the demonic blood that flowed through his veins to rule him.
    He warned Nadina, “I’m not making an empty threat. There was a time when I wouldn’t have allowed you to live no matter what, but ...