Page 43 of Grave Revelations

“Cora! Daphne!” Sophia stepped around a massive dining table into the kitchen and pulled a floor-to-ceiling refrigerator door wide, reaching for a bottled water. “Are you thirsty?”

Rebecca took the proffered bottle, twisting the lid and taking a drink.

Sophia turned a corner and marched up a set of white stairs. “Maria? Ari?”

Rebecca started up the stairs, but Azazel reached for her hand, pulling her back.

“Rebecca. Something’s not right here.”

Rebecca glanced back just as a crash sounded from above, startling her. She lurched away from him and ran up the stairs.

“Sophia?!” She took the stairs two at a time to the fourth floor. When Rebecca reached the top step, she peered into the first bedroom. Sophia was crumpled on the floor, a lamp smashed beside her.

Rebecca slid to her side. “What is it? What’s happened?”

Sophia held up a blue sweater smeared with blood. “They’re gone. She’s taken them. Even the witches here.” She sobbed. “The entire coven is gone.”

Rebecca wrapped her arms around the girl, and she dropped her head onto her shoulder, sniffling.

“We’ll find them.” She ran a hand over Sophia’s hair. “We’ll save them.”

Azazel stopped at the door.

She looked up, motioning him to leave, but he stubbornly shook his head. Instead, he stepped into the room and sat on the bed; Rebecca rolled her eyes.

“Can you give us a minute?” She asked, returning Azazel’s raised eyebrow with a scowl. “Maybe you could search the area to see if they’re close by?”

His other eyebrow ticked up, a clearnoin his expression.

“It would be easier for me to track them.” Sophia stood, wobbling on her feet.

Azazel caught her, steadying her. “You haven’t fed. You’re dangerous in this state.”

“I have. A little.”

Azazel’s gaze moved from Rebecca to Sophia and back, landing on the side of her neck, still covered by her coat.

Shit, he’d heard her thoughts.

His eyes flashed, grip tightening on Sophia’s arm.

“Az, stop.”

He stood, dragging Sophia with him out the door.

“Stop!” Rebecca yelled, chasing after them.

He pulled Sophia down four flights of stairs as Rebecca ran after them as fast as she could, nearly tumbling with the speed. But she caught the railing, steadying herself, and followed them out the door.

“Don’t come back until you’ve found someone to feed on. Someone other than my other half.”

Sophia darted away blindingly fast and was gone before Rebecca reached them.

“You asshole! Her whole coven is missing, probably dead, and you chased her out of her own house!”

Azazel frowned down at her, eyes dark. “I told her not to touch you.”

“I let her.”

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