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Two steps forward and he thought about the transformation to mist. Then he was on the other side of the room.
"How’d you do that?" Roman asked, expression wide and shocked.
"What was that?" Flynn’s lollypop drooped out of his mouth.
Ky moved forward to peer into his eyes "Your eyes are still blue. That was a demon move. I thought the demon was gone? Is it still in there?"
He rotated his hand, practicing making the appendage transform from solid to mist and back again. "The demon gave me his powers, I think."
"Didn’t know those could be given," Roman said.
"Me either it's weird." To distract his brothers from this continued discussion of demon powers he asked, "What happened to the home office underground in London?"
"Mom destroyed it," Roman said. "I think she enjoyed doing that a bit too much.
"What about Thomas?"
Roman’s head rocked back and forth. "After Monaco, I had Mom kidnap him and put him somewhere safe. We’ll have to sort out what he wants to do. Or erase his memories of us."
"Kidnapped him?"
Roman nodded. "I was going to erase his mind but then I thought maybe we should give him a choice. He’s a good soul with his heart in the right place. He has no one in the world. No family. He could easily disappear to help us."
"He seemed a decent bloke, but help?"
"We can use someone like him to liaise with people. And help us organize whatever we have to do for the angels. I get the feeling we’ll be doing more of the same—finding evil nonhumans that threaten the world. There’s always someone new who thinks he or she needs to dominate the rest of the world." Roman sighed. "From one master to another At least God seems a bit more amenable to us having lives and making choices for ourselves."
"Sure," Ky muttered cynically.
All of them turned to look out the window at the same time. Clouds rolled in over the lake, heralding a bitter storm.
"You feel it?" Shane asked.
"What is it?" Roman peered out the window.
Shane walked to the window to look out over the dark lake, trying to use what little light there was to see without much luck. Intuitively, he felt her to be down there. His heart lurched when he saw her petite form, hair billowing madly in the wind at the lake’s edge. She lived.
Shadows moved in the clouds. "I’m not sure that’s a storm. Whatever it might be looks like it’s after her."
Chapter Thirty-One
The dragonsthat dropped from the clouds like flying iguanas with their fat bellies and stubby legs were not ones she’d met before. In fact, Madeline had never seen this kind of dragon in person. Ice dragons. So named not for their native environment nor an ability to create ice, but they shimmered as if made of ice. And they could disappear.
Deep breath. You can handle them.
New dragon meetings were a crapshoot. The dragons might be grumpy or accepting or may simply be planning to use her. This kind were more of a gamble than others since they weren’t technically from this dimension, but from somewhere else, a fact she’d learned from an ancient, somewhat kooky, native indigenous man in the Himalayas years ago. The man had been so excited to meet someone who believed in dragons he'd talked to her almost nonstop about them for hours.
She held her ground as Baku wove between her legs in cat form.
The six dragons paused on the shore twenty yards away. Everyone stared.
"Can I help you with something?" she finally called out when no one moved.
The blue-white shimmery dragon in the front tilted its head. It stared at the cat-form Baku. "Will your protector allow you to help us?" Its words came out stilted as if using dragon language came as a second language to it. "We have sick dragon. Our medicinals cannot help."
The other five dragons had spread out in defensive positions around the leader.
"Of course. I’m glad to help. Is it you?" She sensed the leader wasn’t at full potential.
