Page 70 of Infernal

My stomach bottomed out as Nikki barged into the room, her expression twisted with apprehension.

“What is it? What happened?”

“The hellspawn happened.”

I looked back at her, annoyed. “What about the hellspawn, Nikki?”

“Oh, nothing. Just that he’s currently meandering around Weston.” Her eyes darted back and forth between me and Dominic as she waited for us to say something. “Atourschool.”

“What?” My head recoiled. “Why would he be at school?”

“Exactly,” she said, planting her hands on her slim hips. “Something’s up. I can smell it.”

My gaze quickly careened back to Dominic.

“I’ll get my coat,” he said and then took off for his room.

“Did he say anything to you?” I asked, trying to get as much information from her as possible.

“He didn’t get a chance to. I high-tailed it out of there and came straight here as soon as I spotted him.”

“What the hell does he want with Weston Academy?” I asked, mostly to myself.

“After you,” said Dominic as he rejoined us by the door.

One by one, we filed out of the room and made our way to the elevators.

“Was he talking to anyone?” I asked as I pushed the button for the lobby.

“Not that I noticed.”

“It doesn’t make any sense,” I said as the elevator slowly came to a stop on the floor below us.

An old couple with an adorable white Poodle walked onto the elevator. I smiled politely and then rode in silence the rest of the way down.

“We’ll take my car,” said Dominic as we walked through the front doors of the hotel.

One minute he was walking beside me and then next he was groaning in agony as a very distinct sizzling noise stopped him in his tracks.

“Oh, my God!” I yelled, realizing he was being charred by the sun. Without thinking, I ripped off my jean jacket and threw it over his head as I hauled him back into the safety of the building.

“What the hell was that?” asked Nikki as I grabbed Dominic’s face and inspected it.

“Shit! It’s really bad,” I cried as I looked over his features. There were visible sores all over his once-pristine face that looked a lot like third degree burns.

“It’s fine, angel.”

“You’re completely burnt, Dominic! It’s not fine!” I lifted my hand to touch him, to somehow magically rebuild him, but he quickly flinched away from my touch.

“It’ll heal, angel. Just give it a minute.” He gently brought my hands down and glanced over my shoulder, glaring at the sunlight that had nearly cooked him to the bone. “I wasn’t out there long enough to cause any real damage.”

But the fact that there was any damage at all made one thing clear:

“The Order must have sealed the rift.” And by rift, I meant the big giant hole in Sanguinarium that was allowing Revenants to daywalk.

“I’d say so.” His features darkened as he let that settle in.

I looked him over again and released a breath upon noticing his wounds had already begun disappearing.

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