Destiny: A Hunter's Novel, Book 3 Read Free

not nice. With a twitch of his finger he could kill me. He wanted something.
    “Alright, what do you want?” I said.
    “I thought we were being quiet.”
    “You don’t listen to me. You’re not nice. What do you want?”
    “Serafine.”
    Shit. He had figured out I had a connection with Serafine faster than I had expected he would. Maybe he hadn’t figured it out. Maybe he had cast his line to see what bit.
    “And people in Hell want ice water.”
    “Ah, so you do know who Serafine is then?”
    “Az is my Mate. We do talk on occasion.” Man, I was pretty good on my toes right now. I was even impressing myself with how quickly the lies came.
    “So her scent in your room…?”
    “You must be confused. You are a couple thousand years old, right? Maybe you should get your sniffer checked out.”
    “She is, was, my Mate. I cannot forget her, any piece of her, ever. It is no mistake.” He stabbed each word precisely.
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    “I tried to get Az to tell me if he had seen her around you, but he hasn’t seen her. He doesn’t really seem to remember anything about you and him being together, either. Rather strange for a Mate.”
    My temper flared. I didn’t know how he’d gotten Az to talk, not that it would be all that difficult with the amount of power Mastema possessed but I was still pissed about it. I could feel the wave that brought my temper out, breaking the dam. I stepped toe to toe to with Mastema and got in his face.
    “You do not speak to my Mate without me present. Are. We. Clear?”
    “A bit protective are we, Prophecy?” The way he drew out the word protective snapped my mouth shut. He had to have known the spell I had cast and the effects the spell had left behind. Why I had ever thought I could keep my people safe from him was stupid.
    “I protect what is mine. Isn’t that what you did with your Mate?”
    I knew the second my temper slipped that I would end up saying something stupid. I just didn’t know how stupid it would be until it left my mouth. I was standing toe to toe with the most terrifying creature I had ever encountered. I guess I hadn’t really grasped how powerful he was until then.
    I watched in horror as Mastema morphed from the Jensen Ackles look-a-like, to a creature three times the size of a hump back whale and all consuming in power. He still looked like the terrifying spider eyed, sharp toothed, evil incarnate he was, but he had become more of it all. Jesus. I didn’t know if I was dumbfounded or stubborn, but I didn’t move.
    As I watched in slow motion, Mastema’s mouth came toward me. Simultaneously I saw and heard the gnash of Mastema’s teeth and felt two arms wrap around me and pull me backward. I closed my eyes, not wanting to see my body in pieces. Instead of pain, I felt the pull of a teleport. I landed on top of a hard male body. When I opened my eyes again I found we were laying on the floor of my room in Mastema’s little cabin in the Swiss Alps. Smartest place to retreat to? No. Better than being eaten by the Devil? Absolutely. I pushed myself up and off of my rescuer and stood, feeling my body to make sure I was still together. My skis were in pieces all over the floor.
    “At least I’m not dead. I should probably pack a bag and run,” I said, without turning around.
    “I actually felt him. The last time I felt that kind of energy from him…” It was Az’s voice. And now I was thoroughly confused. How had he felt Mastema?
    “Let me guess…it was when he lost his Mate?” I said, finishing Az’s thought. Az sat up on the floor, resting his forearms on his bent knees.
    “Yeah.” He said.
    “Even though you don’t play for Mastema anymore, you can still feel his emotions?”
    “Delaney, anything within a thousand miles felt that.”
    “Why isn’t Mastema here?”
    “I’m trying to block him by thinking you’ve gone somewhere else. It’s a trick that’s messing with his tracking abilities. It