Page 86 of Inflamed By an Incubus

It was a high-pitched shriek that carried around the mountains.

A raptor’s cry.

“What the bloody hell is happening here? What did you do to her?” Fenix’s bass voice rolled over her, but it did nothing to calm her this time.

She turned on him, her eyes narrowing as she dragged in a great gulp of air and caught his scent.

Smelled a feminine trace of something like lilies.

On a keening cry, she launched at him, seized his throat and kicked off, hurling them both across the fifty-foot span of grass between where he had been and the grey granite wall of his house. He grunted as his back slammed into it, as she drove him against the ageing stones, and stared him in the eye. Her lungs felt too tight as she struggled for air, her chest heaving as her heart thundered, and heat rolled through her, an inferno so hot it felt as if it would burn her to ashes.

“Evelyn,” he murmured.

She pulled him towards her and shoved him back again, fury rising inside her as he tried to calm her, to placate her. It wasn’t going to happen.

“What’s wrong?” His eyes leaped between hers, his brow furrowing as concern filled them. “Did they do something to upset you?”

His face fell.

“Did I?”

On a vicious growl, she slammed him into the wall once more for good measure, released him and pivoted on her heel. Panic joined the rage lighting up her veins as her mind caught up with everything and she realised what she had done, how she was acting.

“Evelyn.” Fenix grabbed her right wrist.

She twisted towards him, her left fist coming up at the same time, and somehow managed to stop herself from hitting him. His stunned expression slowly faded as his green eyes danced between hers, the look in them making her feel as if he was trying to peel back the layers to understand why she was so upset.

Good luck with that.

She wasn’t sure herself.

She wasn’t sure of anything anymore.

Something surfaced in his eyes, making the flecks of gold and sapphire swirl among the emerald, and dread pooled in her stomach, a need to get away from him before he could wound her with the words she could feel coming flooding her.

“Evelyn—”

She didn’t hear the rest of what he wanted to tell her.

All of a sudden she was standing in the middle of the lawn, closer to the perimeter stone wall.

Her eyes widened as she turned in a slow circle, shock rolling through her as she saw how far she was from the house.

“I can teleport,” she muttered, hoping that if she said it aloud, she would believe it. She twisted this way and that, trying to make it sink in. Her gaze locked on Mackenzie. “I can teleport!”

She was still reeling when Fenix appeared in front of her, a big smile on his face, as if he was proud of her.

Evelyn punched him on the jaw.

Her eyes flew wide as he went down, surprise and guilt rushing through her as he landed on his backside.

“Oh my God. I’m sorry. I just…” She dropped to her knees beside him and checked him over as he rubbed his jaw. She wasn’t sure what to say when he gave her a stunned and confused look. Her shoulders sagged and she shifted so she was sitting on her backside on the grass. She picked at the blades, her focus on them as she lined up the words. She owed him an explanation, even though she wasn’t sure what she was going to say would explain anything. “You smell like… perfume.”

And it had a white-hot inferno coursing through her veins.

An urge to strike him and make him hurt running through her.

His eyes widened as he pushed himself up, and she hated how he sat there staring at her, saying nothing, all but confirming her suspicions that he had been with another woman.

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