Page 10 of Dark Shadow of Guilt

Ohngel shrugged.

She joined the males to sit on the grassy bank. “Welcome, O frowning one,” she said.

Settling his onyx-tipped wings into his spine, Dom stretched his legs straight. “We have a problem, Ohngel. Praevus the Mind Rat has a human in Angor. We had a lead, but he’d already vacated with her. Whereabouts unknown.”

“An Earther in Angor?” Ohngel’s brows arched.

“A female,” Dom emphasized.

The mated couple exchanged glances and nods. Indigo slapped her thigh and said, “Knights in shining armor to the rescue.”

“What do you need me to do?” Ohngel looked at his Feard brother, still grinning at his mate’s comment.

“Flyovers.”

“How can I help?” asked Indigo.

“You can’t,” blurted Dom.

“Don’t make me witch bolt you, O dark, misogynistic one.” Indigo crossed her bare feet at her ankles. “I’ll be joining Hotness for the task.”

Though Ohngel laughed, Dom still didn’t understand this warrior’s attraction to the sassy but powerful mage from Scath. The fire-winged assassin, who lived for the hunt, needed to get her under control. “You can’t fly.”

“True. But I have my loyal Oskar.”

She summoned a modified gryphon she’d once claimed to have “bedazzled” with scales. He was unique, having the head and wings of an eagle, the neck and torso of a dragon, and the haunches and feet of a lion.

He plopped onto his fat rump and snorted, sending out sparks of fire that landed on Dom. The black-winged assassin brushed off the hot spots. “Do that again and you’re toast.”

Indigo patted her gryphon’s haunch. “There. There. He didn’t mean it.”

Dom snapped, “You can’t take the gryphon into Angor or Vast.

“Hmm.” Indigo scratched her chin. “A problem in need of a resolution.”

Ohngel didn’t look happy, probably because Indigo sounded as if she had a scheme in mind.

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