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Her head whipped up. Her eyes widened. “You—you shouldn’t be here!”

He glanced back down at the unmoving body. “There’s something you should realize, though.” He made sure the door was shut behind him. “Curtis isn’t dead.”

Chapter Seven

Gage advanced slowly,letting his claws rip from his fingertips. The guy smelled human. Well, mostly. But he didn’t have the stench of death about him, and usually, that scent came quickly once the heart stopped beating.

Gage put his hand out on the man’s chest. No heartbeat. Thatshouldhave meant the fellow was dead. But with the supernaturals,shoulddidn’t really apply so much.

Then the one she’d called Curtis sucked in a sharp breath. His eyes flew open, and beneath Gage’s hand, his heart started to beat once more.

Sonofabitch.

Gage had never seen anything quite like that.

Then Curtis’s head and neck snapped back in place.

“Oh, my God.” Kayla’s whisper.

“Not quite,” the guy said, and his eyes—the eyes that still held Gage’s—changed. The blue color faded until only black remained. “But I have heard that demons are distantly related to angels, so who the hell really knows?”

Demons.

And that was exactly the type of being that Gage was staring at.

Curtis glanced at Gage’s hands. “I really hope you aren’t planning to use those claws on me. Especially since I was gonna help you out.”

“You’re a demon?” Kayla asked. She was back on her feet now. “What the hell? A demon hunter at my side and a shifter for a boss? Are there any humans other than me and Jonah in this place?”

Curtis shrugged. “Probably.” He lifted a brow at Gage. “Uh, those claws?”

Gage backed off, for the moment.

Curtis took another deep breath. “Thanks. I’d prefer to die only once today.”

“Only you didn’t die!” Kayla snapped back. “Dammit, I wascryingover you.”

“And that was really sweet,” Curtis retorted instantly. “I was touched that you cared about me.”

She tried to grab him through the cage bars.

He leapt away and jumped quickly to his feet. “Ihadto play dead, okay? What? You think I was gonna take him on? I’m a low-level demon. He’s a shifter. If he’d found out what I actually was, the jerk would have just sliced off my head.”

That was a fast way to kill a demon.

“Broken bones are nothing.” Curtis sighed. “I’ve always had a special knack for healing them. Guess that’s my main talent. But there’s no coming back once you actually lose your head.”

Not for any supernatural. Beheading would pretty much kill them all.

“I was just waiting for Lyle to clear out,” Curtis added, voice reeking of sincerity as he faced Kayla. “I had to be sure he was gone, then I was going to let you know I was all right. I was just about to move whenhepushed open the door.”

“Get. Me. Out.” Kayla gritted. Her cheeks were flushed. Her eyes sharp, golden glass.

Curtis yanked his keys from his pocket and fumbled to free her. The second that door opened, Curtis tried to scurry back. Too late.

Kayla slugged him. Damn. That was a powerful right hook. Good thing the demon could heal so fast.

“Don’t ever make me think you’re dead again!” Kayla raged at him.

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