To Hell and Back (Hellcat Series Book 4) Read Online Free PDF

breath and relaxed into
her hands, gazing at her with adoring eyes. Gabi grinned despite
her uneasiness and gently placed Rocky in the thick furry bed
created by Razor’s half-curled tail. Rocky instantly burrowed in
and made a comfy nest, and Razor, though still put out with her,
carefully repositioned his body to curl protectively around the
drowsy squirrel. Just as Gabi realised that calming Rocky had
actually helped calm her too, Roman barked outside the
window.
    The Rottweiler’s bark signalled the arrival of her ride for
the night. Her anxiety ratcheted back up to full power in a
heartbeat, and she quickly left the lounge before she upset the
content animals again. She would’ve preferred to simply get herself
to the Estate, even though it would mean arriving in her borrowed
Audi, but Julius insisted that she wasn’t driving herself tonight.
He’d warned her that it wouldn’t be him collecting her, so she
quickly spoke the short incantation, using the power encapsulated
in a small turquoise ring on her left hand to nullify Irene’s ward.
Only a select few people were keyed into the ward and able to pass
through unharmed; for anyone else, Gabi had to magically disarm it.
She filled her lungs with what she hoped was courage, and checked
her make-up and hair one last time in the hallway mirror before
opening her front door to find Roman keeping Alexander at bay with
a low growl. The big dog was all right with Julius and rarely
bothered to challenge Kyle anymore, even though dogs and Werewolves
detested each other as a rule, but he still refused to allow any
other supernatural to the door unless Gabi told him it was
okay.
    Alexander folded his arms in impotent exasperation as Gabi
lingered in the doorway behind Roman, one eyebrow raised in teasing
challenge.
    “ You know I’m not going to risk hurting the dog, Hellcat,” he
groused. “Just get your sexy, little ass into the car so we can get
you to your party on time.”
     
    “ So tell me again why I couldn’t just have got ready at the
Estate,” Gabi griped, annoyance bubbling up to mask her nerves.
Alexander had tried to get her to sit in the back seat, but one
look from her and he’d opened the front passenger door
instead.
    “ Because,” Alexander drawled, taking his eyes off the road to
rake her body with a meaningful gaze. “Julius wouldn’t have been
able to drag himself out of the bedroom to make his
appearance.”
    “ Bullshit,” Gabi returned dryly, though Alexander’s overdone
leer was almost enough to make her laugh. As blazingly attractive
as the English Vampire was, he’d never stood a chance with her in
Julius’s company, and he’d never shown any indication that he even
found her remotely appealing, but apparently that didn’t mean he
couldn’t derive a little enjoyment out of her decidedly feminine
form.
    Alexander threw his head back and laughed, steering Julius’s
Aston Martin effortlessly through the tail end of peak-hour
traffic.
    “ I think he was worried if you saw the number of guests
attending tonight that you’d bolt and never be seen again,” he
explained. “But he does also have a thousand small details to
oversee, and he’s being ridiculous and refusing to delegate
anything tonight. Like the rest of us might just fuck it
up.”
    Gabi frowned. She knew Julius to be good at delegating,
especially the trivialities of something like a party. Maybe her
state of anxiety wasn’t entirely unfounded after all.
    “ Just how many guests are we talking about?” she asked, not
sure she actually wanted to hear the answer.
    “ Oh, about two hundred, give or take a dozen or so,” he
remarked casually. At her gasp Alexander tried to hide a grin, but
the slightest twitch of his jaw muscle gave him away. He was trying
to wind her up, and enjoying it. She gritted her teeth; he would
pay for this.
    “ There can’t be that many in the Clan. Julius has only been a
Master for a few years,” she said, tucking a marauding curl