Page 108 of Savage Blood
“I have no fucking idea.”
This wasn’t like the time those dux demons dropped their glamours and fed on human souls out in the open. The demons knew what they were doing then.
These demons had lost all sense—like they’d consumed an unstable batch of Soulvation.
Logan wouldn’t…
“Wrath is coming,” Fane said, pivoting and storming across the room to grab his jeans.
Oh hell. I was totally naked.
By the time Wrath busted through the door, I’d slipped on my underwear. And that was it.
I squealed and jerked Fane’s t-shirt up to cover my bare breasts. A smirk pulled at the high demon’s mouth when he surveyed the two of us and the broken couch.
He shook his head, though, and moved past us to the balcony. “This is total fucking bedlam. We’ll have to compel every human in the place before they leave. Some have already made it out the doors.”
“What happened?” Fane asked, yanking on his jeans and buttoning them. “What’s causing this?”
Wrath gripped the railing as power throbbed from him, his muscles tensed beneath his sky-blue t-shirt. “Your guess is as good as mine.”
I finally fastened my bra and then hurried into my jeans. “They’re kind of acting like the demons who tried Ruin’s Soulvation.”
Fane met my gaze. “You think Logan is experimenting on them?”
I winced. Logan would never do that. He wasn’t Ruin.
“Logan hasn’t gotten that far in his research,” Wrath said. “Besides, he wouldn’t be able to dose every demon in the club.”
“Here.” I tossed Fane his shirt and grabbed mine, slipping it over my head. “But it’s not every demon.”
Fane peered over the balcony as he pulled on his shirt, covering that beautiful torso. “She’s right. You’re fine. Logan’s fine. Perry’s fine.”
“It’s only the dux demons.” Even so, there were still a good number of them.
Wrath cursed and tightened his grip on the balcony, the metal railing vibrating in his grasp as another wave of power washed over him. “Stop!”
But the demons weren’t listening. They continued to attack.
“I’m not getting through to them.” Wrath slapped the balcony. “It’s like they’re hypnotized.”
Fane cursed and jammed his hand through his messy locks. “I’ll be right back.”
“Where are you going?” I asked.
He hooked a finger into the waistband of my jeans and jerked me into him. “Stay here, Tate. I mean it.”
His lips fell on mine in a quick, heated kiss. And then he vanished out the door and down the stairs.
Why did Fane bother telling me what to do? He knew I wouldn’t listen.
I shoved my feet into my boots and laced them up before leaning over the balcony. Demons weren’t outright slaughtering humans. Yet. They toyed and tormented them and then sipped their souls. The blood in the air came from the ravens and other nightworlders who were battling the demons.
“Something is controlling them,” Wrath hissed, his eyes no longer blue but pools of ebony as he pulled on more of his power to break the hold on his kind. “I don’t sense an enchantment in the air, so what the hell could it be?”
A feminine scream made my shifter senses perk up, and my head yanked to the left as five giant dux demons with scales, slick horns, and smoldering neon irises circled Charla. Ice trickled over my back at the look of panic crossing her face.
After she was abducted and kept in the lab, Charla had started training with other wolves at Silver Ridge, but she couldn’t take on five massive dux demons alone. Across the dance floor, Alicia was attempting to pry two female dux demons off a group of girls huddled beneath a booth.
