A Very Levet Christmas (Guardians of Eternity) Read Online Free PDF

right?”
    “Briggs was a fool who cared about nothing but his own pathetic glory. I had nothing to do with his demented plans.”
    Levet shrugged. Clearly not a subject that the Were wanted to discuss.
    Not surprising.
    Families . . . Could not live with them, could not turn them into toads.
    “Who was the woman?” Levet instead asked.
    “Gia.”
    “She’s very beautiful.”
    “Exquisite.”
    “Is she your mate?”
    A heart-wrenching longing softened Damon’s grim expression. “If my life had been different.”
    “Oh.” Levet grimaced. Weres mated for life, which might explain the bitterness he sensed eating away at the soul of Damon. “I’m sorry. How did she die?”
    Damon’s brows snapped together. “She’s not dead, you idiot.”
    Levet made a sound of impatience. “If she’s your mate, and she’s not dead, then why do you speak of her as if she is beyond your reach?”
    “Because she is.”
    “Why?”
    “She . . .” With a sudden shake of his head, Damon appeared to recall that he wanted to murder Levet. His hand reached out to grab Levet by the horn, giving him a violent shake. “Get me out of here. Now.”
    “Eek!”
    Flailing to get free, Levet swung his arms, forgetting he was holding the wand until it smacked into the side of Damon’s leg.
    Instantly a fountain of sparks filled the air, a thick darkness abruptly rolling over them.

Chapter 3
    Damon felt his feet hit a hard surface as the black mist began to fade. Their surroundings were still too fuzzy to make out, but Damon knew without a doubt they weren’t in the frozen snow outside St. Louis.
    God. Was this nightmare ever going to end?
    Or maybe it wasn’t a nightmare, a dark voice whispered in the back of his mind.
    Maybe he’d already battled the king and died. Now his punishment was to relive the worst moments of his life along with this annoying gargoyle who should have been drowned at birth.
    “Where have you taken us now?” he growled.
    “How should I know?” Levet muttered, holding up the slender stick that sent out sparks from the end. “This is a loaner wand.”
    Damon scowled, barely resisting the urge to snatch the stick out of the gargoyle’s hand and shove it up his ass.
    Only his natural aversion to handling magic made him hesitate.
    Instead he bared his elongated canines. “Then stop waving it around. I . . .” He forgot what he was going to say as the last of the mist cleared and he was able to have a good look around, stunned by the beauty of the luxurious villa that overlooked the Aegean Sea. “Shit.”
    The gargoyle cast a fearful glance around the vast marble room that opened to a veranda complete with an infinity pool. There were low sofas and cushy chairs in shades of pale aqua that perfectly matched the sea.
    It was a house that was as different from the cramped cabin in frozen Siberia as possible.
    “What is it?”
    “This is my lair,” Damon said, his voice thick with a furious disbelief.
    He didn’t know how or why the gargoyle was doing this to him, but he wanted it to end.
    Levet gave a low whistle, pointedly glancing toward the priceless Grecian statues that were tucked into shallow alcoves.
    “You have done well for yourself considering—”
    The creature’s words dwindled as the air prickled with the heat of Damon’s wolf. “Considering that my father was rumored to have sold his soul to a demon lord and my mother was a lunatic, crazed with her need to see me on the throne?”
    Levet widened his gray eyes at the bitter accusation. “Actually I was going to say ‘for a mangy hound.’”
    Damon hissed out a frustrated breath. “How have you survived this long?”
    “It’s a gift.”
    With a flick of his fairy wings, the gargoyle stepped toward the open French doors where the sunlight sparkled against the white marble, his gaze locked on the shoreline where the private beach met the sea.
    Damon abruptly frowned in suspicion. “I thought gargoyles turned to stone during the