die.
Everyone.”
“You’d know, wouldn’t you, baby? You kill for the highest bidder.”
She didn’t blink. Those eyes stayed locked on him, still blue. The fire hadn’t lit within her yet. If it had, her eyes would have been blood-red.
“Do you know what I did to the last Ignitor who came at me with fire in her eyes?” he demanded. Her mouth was temptingly close. He’d kissed that mouth before. Tasted her. Wanted more.
Fool
.
A guy’s dick could get him into some serious trouble.
“Dumb ass,” she said, and his eyes narrowed. “I’m not charging up. I’m trying to
warn
you.”
“About what?”
“My … services.” The right side of her mouth kicked up into a hard smile, and damn if a dimple didn’t wink at him.
Deceptive package
. “Who do you think the number-one target is in this town? Who do you think the demons want taken out? The vamps?” Shit.
“That’s right.
You
. The vamp in that alley wanted you taken out, and he sure wasn’t the only one to want a fried demon handed to him.” Her gaze darted behind him to Dusk. “The demons sure don’t like that you’ve been hunting your own kind.”
Fuck ‘em. “I don’t hunt them all.” What? Was he defending himself? To her? “Just the ones who cross the line.” His fingers were digging too hard into her arms.
He took a breath and let her slide back to the ground, let her feet touch down, but he didn’t free her. Wouldn’t. He had plans for Jana Carter.
“What line?” she asked him, shaking her head. “The one
you
made up? The one that says some folks are bad, some are good, and smart, all-powerful you gets to punish the ones you
think
screwed up?”
He glared at her. Like she could judge him.
“Maybe I
should
let them rip you apart.” Her tongue flashed out to lick her bottom lip.
He couldn’t help it. His stare dipped and followed that fast lick. His body tightened.
Damn
. He took a breath and swore he tasted her. “If you’d been smart, you would’ve left town. After you killed the vamp, you should have run.”
“Maybe.” A shrug. “But you came into the fire for me.”
Because he’d thought she needed him. Thought she was a human who’d needed rescuing. The truth was that the woman could have gotten out of that house without the flames even touching one inch of her perfect skin.
“No one’s ever tried to save me before,” she added. “I thought you were … sweet.”
He growled.
“So I wanted to even the score.” Another shrug that sent her dark hair settling over her shoulders. “I knew you’d come looking for me. I figured it was only fair to give you a warning.”
Fair? The woman who torched for a living wanted to talk fair? Zane could only shake his head. “Thanks, baby, but believe me, I don’t need
your
help.”
Her gaze slid away from his once more. Back to the club. He caught the whisper of fast-moving feet and the scent of booze and death. Battle-ready tension had his heart slamming into his chest.
“You sure about that?” she asked and that same half-smile lifted her lips, making her dimple flash. “Okay. Have it your way, then, stud. Take ‘em all.”
He spun around, his eyes zeroing in on the entrance to Dusk. Sure-damn-enough, the demons were snaking out the front door. At least ten of them so far, and their black eyes- filled with fury and hate-were all locked on him.
Jana’s hand pressed into his back, a warm, sold weight. “Have fun with the fan club,” she said and then her shoes thudded as she ran away.
Two seconds later, the demons closed in on him.
Chapter 3
J ana ran for fifteen seconds. Then ten more. Then, ah, hell, she spun back around.
She couldn’t see Zane anymore. Her big, bad demon was in the middle of a pile of bodies. She heard the thud of flesh, the snarls from the attack, and she knew he was probably on the bottom of that pile.
“Bet you’re wishing you’d taken my help now,” she whispered and clenched her hands into fists as her body began