he informed them in a low, growling voice as he twisted the offender’s wrist until the bone cracked, before releasing it.
The small demon let out a howl that sent a chill down Kat’s spine and cradled its arm against his chest as Goblin stepped forward. “She will agree. She was waiting for us.”
Run, Kat. Run.
Kat’s instinct was to flee as her mind commanded. Confusion clouded her brain and she tried desperately to understand what was happening. She couldn’t escape. Not only was she being held inert by some sort of supernatural power, but Stevie’s life was at stake. If only she understood Zachary Winston’s motives, why he was here.
They’re lying. They have no power over your nephew’s disease. They’re trying to coerce you into the demon realm to destroy your soul. Come with me. Don’t let them take you.
Zachary Winston’s urgent baritone drifted into her mind softly, but as she met his eyes…they were glowing more amber than brown. It was a rather eerie feature in an otherwise gorgeous face. His powerful gaze beckoned her and she hesitated for just a moment in indecision.
Two disgusting little demons that reek of corruption and bad intentions…or Zachary Winston?
She already knew Dwarf and Goblin were pure evil. She had no idea what to make of Zachary Winston. Was one demon different from another?
Yes. I’m here to help you. They’re here to destroy you.
She wanted to believe Zachary Winston’s matter-of-fact answer that she heard only in her mind, the soothing, deep baritone strangely comforting as it flowed through her head.
Goblin grunted, “Give us your agreement. Now.” His voice was demanding, but he didn’t touch her. He kept shooting side glances at his buddy, Dwarf. Fear of retaliation from Zachary Winston probably kept the evil demon from roughing her up.
Promise me something…anything…so that I can take you out of here. There has to be a demon bargain to put you under our protection and take you away. Believe me…these bastards will do nothing but hurt you.
Kat’s eyes darted back and forth between the rich, handsome executive and the irate demons, knowing that she needed to make a choice. Really, the choice shouldn’t be all that difficult. But these two vile demons had been particularly prominent in her nightmares, showing her horrible scenarios of what could happen to her nephew.
Goblin loomed closer and she could smell the rancid odor of his body. “Do it now, bitch. Come with us or you know what could happen.”
She shot a terrified look at Zachary, afraid that if she made the wrong choice it could cost her nephew his life.
They can do nothing to interfere with your nephew’s disease. Come with me now. I can protect you. Promise me something. Anything. Make a demon’s bargain with me so I can get you the hell out of here. I’d love to dust both of these little bastards, but I can’t unless they give me a reason.
She looked from Goblin to Zachary…and her decision was made, half gut instinct, half common sense. Goblin was completely dark; Zachary’s intentions were still a mystery.
Kat would rather take her chances with the unknown than with the malodorous, evil demons that were certain to cause her harm. At least with Zachary Winston, there was a possibility of survival. If she had to believe either one or the other, instinct was telling her to go with Zachary.
A demon’s bargain? What did you promise a demon? Zachary Winston didn’t need money and she didn’t have any to give him anyway.
Promise to do anything I want for a week. Give me the same time bargain as you made with them. Spend one week with me.
Kat jerked visibly as his suggestion sounded loud and clear in her mind. Was he joking? Why would he want her for a week? It made no sense.
Just do it.
Zachary’s tone was demanding. As Goblin got bolder and started crowding her, she panicked. “Yes. Yes. I’ll do it. I’ll go with you for a week and do anything you want.” Her voice was