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way!”
    Drinod made a guttural gurgling noise—could’ve been anger-related, could also have been because he skipped breakfast. “Do not speak to me that way.”
    “Okay, next time I’ll start with an insult.” He stepped forward, wondering if it was worth all the cleanup afterwards. “You and I both know I could take you in a fair fight. And in an unfair fight.”
    “You are wrong. And soft.”
    “Soft is something I’ve never been.” He sighed. “You’ve been through a few of the gauntlets, right? Well, I made it through all of them. You still want to call me soft?”
    As soon as the other demon paused, Davyn knew he’d won without any blood spatter at all. Now it was just a matter of how much he wanted to rub the other’s face in it. “Is it me or is it hot in here?” With all the male posturing the two of them were doing in their corporeal forms, the paint might start peeling off the walls any second. “I’ve always found the best way to relax after a long chase is to kick someone’s ass. Who’s with me?” He looked around and saw nobody except that little human who didn’t count.
    Davyn didn’t see the ball, just the throw, but he knew what it was. Demon fire. Which meant—
    Aw, hell. He jumped to intercept it, stretching his body all the way out, still cursing. It slammed into the center of his chest with all the power of the butt-ugly demon behind it, so shit yeah, it hurt. He curled inward to absorb its heat. When he hit the ground, his entire body weight landed on one shoulder. Thankfully, he was neither easily breakable nor mortal.
    He should’ve anticipated Drinod would cheat—he was, after all, a demon. When Davyn rolled over to show the prick exactly how cheating worked, the fucker had already run away. The only one left was the hunter, staring at him in disbelief, because evidently, the fireball had been aimed at her and he’d just saved her life.
    “Soft, my ass,” he grumbled. “And my ass ain’t the least bit soft.”
    The fireball would’ve taken her down along with everything she was touching, and everything that was touching and so on, until it ran out of stuff to burn or the angels arrived to put it out. So Davyn considered accidentally saving the human’s life as the biggest failure of the day.
    “I think you’ve screwed things up enough already, so now it’s time for you to either die or back the fuck off.” He helped her out by shoving her into another wall. She grunted when she hit but didn’t stay down.
    “Wow,” she said, getting to her feet. “So…um…that was fun. Is that ugly guy a friend of yours?”
    Davyn should’ve thrown her into a harder wall. He’d get it right next time. If there was one.

Two

    A demon would never help a seer, let alone a seer from the Rising. So this one had obviously jumped in front of Keira just to make sure the whole place didn’t burn to the ground. Any time a human saw glimpses into their world, it was dangerous for both worlds. That’s where seers came in—to clean up and make sure minds that needed to be wiped got wiped.
    Of course, as a hunter for the Rising, all Keira usually left was dust and that was pretty easy to kick around and get rid of. Scorch marks and bodies were tougher.
    “So are you, like, calling it in to get cleaned up?” she said to the demon’s back. Damn, he was huge and very hard not to stare at. Which she needed to stop doing stat. “Cool. Because I’m going to—”
    “Don’t thank me,” the demon said, shoving his phone back into his pocket.
    “Actually, I wasn’t going to.” She was going to walk away slowly and hope he didn’t chase her.
    “You still being alive was a complete accident, I promise.”
    “I know.”
    “Good,” he snapped. “Then from now on, stay out of my way. Got it, human?” The way he said ‘human’ was the verbal equivalent of wiping dog shit off the bottom of your shoe. “I think I can handle it from here.” Shaking his head, he glanced to the