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knew only one way to push Storm’s mind away from her brush with death.  
    She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into the kiss again, enjoying her own private feast on his mouth.  
    He was warm and hard and all hers.  
    When she shivered this time, it had nothing to do with the brisk wind whipping around them. His body burned like a furnace.  
    Right here, in his arms, was all she needed. It was the one place she felt safe when safe had never been in her vocabulary.  
    When he’d moved into her underground apartment a week ago, chaos had erupted in the brief hours he’d been there before Tzader had called for Storm’s help tracking. Living together wasn’t going to be as simple as she’d thought, and what had once seemed perfect for her and a pet gargoyle now felt cramped, since Storm had moved in and Quinn’s cousin, Lanna Brasko, was also staying there.    
    He broke the kiss once more and turned to eye the cable car. “I shouldn’t have let you talk me into leaving.”  
    “Tzader needed you to help the Beladors.”  
    “He assured me you’d be safe while I was gone.”  
    “He sent Adrianna to help tonight.” And this was why she’d convinced him to go help Tzader’s team. She needed Storm to give her the space to perform her duty without him hovering.  
    That’s going to be a tough sale after tonight.    
    She’d fought too hard and too long to be accepted as an equal among the Beladors, and now that she’d finally achieved that, she would not let anything make her look weak. Storm had argued that they were VIPER partners, and that should trump his leaving for any other reason.  
    But they’d gone from being partners to mates, which meant he couldn’t be objective about her role with VIPER.  
    Storm wanted her locked up somewhere safe.  
    That wasn’t happening, and it was just another issue they had to figure out.  
    Sirens blared at the base of the mountain.  
    She swatted hair off her face and muttered, “Sen’s going to love this.”  
    “Screw him. We all have a job. His is cleanup.”  
    When any of the agents ran into a problem that required powers or majik they didn’t possess, Sen got called in. No one Evalle knew had any idea where he came from or what he was, other than difficult, arrogant and a walking grudge against Alterants.  
    Or maybe Evalle was the only Alterant who brought out his hostility.  
    But one flick of his fingers and the cable car would be restored and functioning. Then Sen would remove any memory of tonight’s demon from the security guard, wake him up from his half coma, and erase any memories from any other people who’d seen Evalle almost fall out of that cable car.  
    Storm gently brushed her hair back and smoothed it behind her ear. His face lost its moment of charm and turned serious. “What the hell were you thinking to go chasing something solo?”  
    She knew he was just protective but that comment still got her back up. They had to find a middle ground on this, because she would not sit on the sidelines while other agents stuck their necks out.  
    She calmly reminded him, “I had backup.”  
    “Where?”  He opened his arms and looked around. “I don’t see Adrianna anywhere up here.”  
    Sarcasm just pissed her off. She tried for a logical counterpoint. “You were the first real partner I had in VIPER. I’ve worked solo for a long time.”  
    “Not anymore.”  
    She clamped her lips to keep from arguing. She wanted to spend a nice evening with him. Not fight about something that would not change.  
    He wouldn’t let it go. “You can’t be chasing demons with no backup.”  
    She stepped back and crossed her arms. “Since when?”  
    “Since becoming my mate.”    
    They’d had this disagreement by phone three days ago.  
    He didn’t want her working alone. Ever.  
    She was not going to be treated like some princess who couldn’t deal with a few cuts and bruises.  
    Storm had been