Demon's Moon: A Celia Winters Novel Book 2 Read Online Free PDF

dealing with a demon would be.  As if she didn’t already have
enough to deal with, and she still needed to do research, she knew a little of
the elementals, but if they had an interest in her for some reason, she needed
to learn more.
    She snuffed the candles and went back to the couch, she felt
a lot less awkward now.  They chatted for a little bit about what might be
coming and what more they could do.  He laid down his own protection spells
over hers.  She didn’t think a bug could get in her apartment without waking
them up now. 
    It was getting close to midnight, so she said goodnight and
went into the bedroom.  Despite Ed on the couch, and the possibility of more
assassins coming, she fell asleep quickly.

Chapter 5
    She woke immediately and fully at the sound of broken glass
and looked at the window.  The pane was broken, and then she heard a few thumps
and something rolling on the floor.  She looked over in that direction in
disbelief. 
    Someone had thrown a grenade in through her window . 
    That was a thought she’d never expected to have.  She leapt
from the bed screaming grenade so Ed wouldn’t run inside her room, while she
hurtled her body out of the window.
    It was only thirty feet or so, and she knew she’d fall on
her feet.  She felt a sting of impact along her side at the same time she heard
the gunshot.  Her wards held, but it couldn’t block many bullets before it
cracked.  Crap.  She saw the guy, he was across the street and already dodging
and moving randomly as if expecting magic.
    Luckily that seemed to ruin his accuracy, at least enough to
allow her to make it to the ground alive, as she landed she heard another shot
but wasn’t hit.
    She dove behind Ed’s car, then heard a low laugh, and
another clunk followed be a roll.  Shit, Ed was going to kill her.  She dove to
the side and pulled hard as hard as she dared on her magic while yielding control
of their body to Silva.  She was in tiger form and three quarters across the
street before the grenade blew behind her.  A secondary explosion, completely
taking out the car, followed a second later.
    Silva ran him down in a zigzag motion while she distracted
the bastard with flares in his eyes, and small hits of air in his eyes, throat,
and groin.  The shifter screamed in anger at that last one, but Silva closed
the distance before he could aim the weapon and lunged at him, took him down, and
ripped out his throat.  Silva felt a strong sense of satisfaction, but Celia
was freaked out.  She looked around, realized that she was on a main street, as
a tiger, with a dead man, and her bedroom was on fire behind her with smoke
pouring out the window.
    Luckily, it wasn’t residential and there weren’t many people
around at three in the morning.  She cast a glamour over herself and the dead
shifter, and then waited.
    Ed stuck his head out of her window, “You okay?  Fire is
out, but… Your bed is dead I’m afraid, as is your dresser.”
    She roared.
    He jumped a little at the sound and Silva preened.
    Ed frowned, “I’ll be right down to… let you in.”
    Ed let her in and took care of the corpse as she went
upstairs and got in the shower before changing back human.  She took a fast
shower, put on a robe and went to her room.  It was a mess, the bed had chunks
blasted out of it, and some mattress springs were sticking out of the
mattress.  Her dresser was full of holes as well.  Surprisingly that was most
of the damage outside of the little crater in the wood floor.
    She had no trouble finding a pair of undamaged panties in
the top drawer though, and the clothes in her closet were fine.  She was
dressed before Ed got back upstairs.
    Ed sounded annoyed, “Nothing we can use, I mean the guy is
from Virginia, but nothing on him to help us find out who’s behind it.”
    She sighed, “I wasn’t expecting hand grenades.”
    Ed shook his head, “It was a more common tactic than you’d
believe during the war.  Shifters