He cursed.
She’d better not have come.
She wouldn’t.
“Rhodack!” a familiar female shouted.
He cursed and closed his eyes, praying he’d imagining Rina’s voice. He opened his eyes and found her running toward him.
She looked different.
Determination was evident in her eyes when she reached him.
“I told you not to come,” he said.
She stopped in front of him. “You have a funny way of saying thank you,” she snapped. Her eyes flashed, and she whipped out a small dagger from a sheath on her hip.
“The enemy is here and are after you. Why do you think I ordered you not to come?” He was going to tan her hide. He’d promised himself he was going to do it when she’d defied him before.
Now he was going to take great pleasure bending her over his knee.
His cock stiffened with the thought of her in that position.
“Hold your hands far apart,” she ordered.
He sent up a prayer that he’d be able to fully do what she’d asked.
He moved his arms apart just as she swung her dagger. His arms gave way, and his body flew forward, his knees catching the brunt of the fall. He stayed in place.
“What’s wrong?” she cried, kneeling beside him.
He sensed her powers brewing as she placed a hand on his shoulder. His strength was returning quickly, the rest of the necromancer magic escaping his body.
“What do we have here?” Geica’s voice shot out.
Rhodack glanced up at the female demon stalking toward them.
“You should have heeded his warning, princess.”
A growl released from Rina as she stood tall, holding her silver dagger in her hand. She slowly slid it into the sheath on her hip.
“Through our link, I felt Rhodack experience disgust and now I know why,” Rina murmured, her focused on Geica, ignoring the battle around them.
Rhodack fixed his gaze on Rina, unable to believe she’d experienced his emotions.
How did she know that?
What else has she experienced along with me?
“Oh, don’t worry. Once my masters drain your power, I’ll take care of your gargoyle lover,” Geica threatened. “Bring your little weapon back out, princess. You’re going to need it.”
“No, I won’t.”
Rina feltRhodack gaining his strength. She didn’t know what magic the necromancers had used against him, but it was fading. When she’d settled her fingertips on his shoulder, she’d sensed the necromancer power in him. She’d quickly sent a pulse of her powers into him to push the necromancer’s out of his system.
“I’ll be rewarded well by taking you to my masters,” the female demon hissed, brandishing her claws.
Rina wasn’t worried about this little female. She needed Rhodack to quickly heal. She could feel his anger and rage coming forth, which would help his strength return.