shadows seemed to be more and more active and Krysta had a feeling it was only going to get worse before it got better.
She just hoped she survived the night.
* * * *
Weni glanced over at Mitry as they prepared for another night of fighting evil. His gut was churning but not with dread. If he had to explain what he was feeling he thought the word he’d use would be excitement. There was an air of expectancy surrounding him and no matter how he tried to quell it, it wouldn’t budge. He had no idea why he felt the way he did but hoped to find out soon enough.
“Are you ready?” Mit asked.
Wen nodded.
“Then let’s go meet the others in the kitchen and head out.” Mit spun on his heels and walked toward the door to the apartment they shared.
Wen drew a deep breath and released it quietly, hoping his best friend didn’t hear it, but he should have known better.
Mit stopped in the open doorway of their home and when Wen was close enough reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder. “I feel it, too.”
Wen arched an eyebrow. “Do you know what it is?”
Mit lowered his hand as he shook his head. “No, but I have a feeling we’ll find out before the night is over.”
“Me, too. I just hope we don’t encounter too many of the demonic.”
“I don’t like our chances,” Mit said as he and Wen walked along the corridor toward the kitchen dining room in the underground, underwater refuge. “The shadow demons are more active now than they’ve ever been.”
“True enough. I wish Ra would appear and answer all our questions, but he’s been very inconspicuous of late.”
“I know. Me, too, but I’m sure he’ll tell us what we need to know when we need to know it.”
Wen nodded at Mit as they entered the room to find the other sentinels and their mates ready and waiting. He was intrigued by the three women who stood close to the large table with their eyes closed and hands connected. Those three women made the other sentinels so happy and while he was a little envious of the obvious love they had for their mates, he had also become good friends with the women. He’d never met such kind, loving people besides his comrades in arms.
The other six sentinels had barely stopped smiling once they mated and transformed the women to be as they were. They were all demigods and had long years ahead of them to love and live together.
Wen knew his and Mit’s time would come when they would meet the woman meant to be their mate, but it was hard being patient when he and his best friend had been alone for nearly five thousand years. It was becoming more and more difficult to watch the loving interaction between the other sentinels and their mates. He found himself walking away from them time and time again as envy pierced his heart. He and Mit had been spending more and more time ensconced in their rooms so they didn’t have to witness the love shining between the others. Not because it was a sickening sight but because of the jealousy he experienced.
With a quiet sigh, Wen pushed his introspection to the back of his mind. They were about to go out into the night to rid the world of evil and he needed to keep his mind in the game. The last thing he wanted was to get injured because he had let his mind wander.
“We need to go to Nevada,” Zara said when she opened her eyes and released the other women’s hands.
“Where?” Set asked his mate as he closed the distance between them and pulled her into his arms.
Wen looked away from them and met Mit’s gaze. His friend didn’t change his expression but he knew Mit was as eager to get out and fight as he was.
“Shoshone Mountain,” Nina answered.
“The pull is very strong,” Lavinia said. “We need to hurry.”
“Why there?” Mit turned to look at Lavinia. “No one lives on the mountain.”
“I don’t know, maybe someone is camping there, but we need to leave now.” Men and En glared at Mit and Wen as they moved to stand close to their