Be careful. They can possess people. Check everyone’s scent.
I’ve got your back.
Audor smiled. He knew he did. “Waylon says he’s found a few lingering scents of sulfur, but nothing more. It’s as if any demon that broke the veil vanished as quickly as it appeared.”
“Fuck.” Fen’s curse summed things up nicely. “They could be possessing anyone. The sun is rising, and demons aren’t trapped by any such nonsense. We’ll be sitting ducks soon.”
A pair of demons appeared from Frost and Gemini’s bedroom, as if they lived there. Thankfully, they were the good ones. Lire and Kallous were on Jonathan’s team.
Gemini plopped down at Frost’s feet, as if he knew he could relax now, but he didn’t give up a defensive post of his mate.
Frost sighed. “We have to come up with some kind of system. People just stepping through mirrors as they please is becoming an issue.”
Lire flashed a smile Frost’s way. “It’s no wonder Jonathan likes you.” He focused on Audor. His eyes were ever changing, as if they couldn’t pick a color. “We’ve come to help your mate. We can move freely in the sun and we can spot demon entrances better than anyone here.”
Audor nodded. “Thank you. It’s killing me to stay here, but this is my place.”
Lire dipped his chin. “I understand. No harm will come to your wolf.”
Leif stared out the front door.
Fen stared out the back.
Both men ignored everyone while anger practically vibrated from them.
Audor pinched a spot between his eyes.Lire and Kallous are here to help.
More hands make less work.
Audor smiled. The air lightened. His mate was fine. They had help. Everything would be okay.
Waylon was fucking exhausted by the time darkness fell again and the entire town had been searched. He let the hot water pour down from his shower, washing away the dirt of the run. He felt Audor coming. Waylon closed his eyes and turned his chin up, letting the water hit his face.
“Damn. That’s sexy. Do you need someone to wash your back?”
Waylon hid a smile. He turned, ensuring Audor saw the erection he sported just from the thought of Audor showering with him. “You could do that, or you could start packing bags so we can go home.”
He saw the way Audor fought hope. “You’re willing to live with me?”
Waylon got it. Audor had just bought his house and wanted to make it a home. Waylon wasn’t attached to his place. He was an animal. There had been many years he had lived in the woods. If Audor wanted to be the one who gave Waylon a real home, Waylon could live with that. His mate's happiness meant more to him than an extra few minutes' drive to work. “You’re my other half. Of course, I want to live with you. You love your house, and I love you. That’s all that matters.”
Audor stepped inside the shower fully dressed. “I think I have time to get you off, pack your bags, and have you in bed in time to get your full eight before work tomorrow.”
Waylon smiled so hard, his face hurt. He dragged Audor against him and took the kiss he was dying to have. Audor’s hands were everywhere.
I’m so in love with you.
The words brushed Waylon’s brain in the most loving of touches. His eyes burned and his throat swelled. Audor was a miracle so huge, Waylon had never dared to dream so big.
Waylon killed the shower. “Take me home.”
With a single thought, Audor pulled Waylon through space and into the home they would now share.
Waylon stripped the soaked clothes from Audor. “You know I love you more than anything, right?”
“Yes.” The breathless whisper from Audor was barely audible as Waylon kissed his way down Audor’s neck.
“Try harder.”