A vivid image of my n***d body sinuously sliding on top of his in a darkened room flitted through my mind but I ruthlessly pushed it away into a mental closet.
I'd revisit that little tidbit during my next bath.
In depth.
For now,he needed me to keep us both from dying.I squeezed his hand and nodded then went around the beam while he slid to the floor and closed his eyes.Ulrik was backed into a corner with Logan at his side,her hair plastered to her skull and now only vaguely white.
The axe that was once so intimidating was now splintered at their feet and Ulrik was shooting purple arcs that were barely keeping the feathered demons at bay.
I cracked my knuckles.
Tried to c***k my neck and failed miserably.
I took a step in their direction and I was immediately deterred by a swarm of
