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“What’s wrong?”

“Something’s come up. I have to go.” He kissed her, soft and sweet. “Will you stay here? Will you sleep in my bed with me tonight? I just, I need to hold you. Will you do that for me?”

Luna nodded, wanting to give him whatever he needed from her, and yeah, she wanted that as well. She wanted to stay close to him. Needed to.

He kissed her again. “I have to go to the city, but I’ll be back soon, okay?”

“Okay,” she said as he strode from the room.

Her male.

Her mate.

CHAPTER 22

There were demons everywhere.

Gunner growled and swung his sword, taking off a demon’s arm before the fucker could let his blade fly.

There had been no hiding this time. These demons had made themselves known as soon as Gunner and his brothers had arrived on the scene.

They’d wanted the knights to find them. Why? He had no clue but got the feeling they’d learn fucking soon enough.

The parking lot behind an unused warehouse on the outskirts of Roxburgh was now a full-blown battleground.

Gunner grunted and hacked at the demons in front of him, Rocco at his back. Zenon and Kryos were doing the same a couple of yards away, and Lazarus was near the warehouse fighting beside Brent, Zenon’s “brother-in-law” and friend of the knights, while Silas, a gun in one hand and sword in the other, demonstrated that, yes, he was in fact ambidextrous.

Chaos was close to Grace, fighting alongside her crew, while his mate fired bolt after bolt into the demons coming at them relentlessly. James was fighting with the other demi, close enough to Grace that he could use his telepathic ability to send out her orders if needed while he covered her back.

It was bloody carnage.

Moonlight filtered down on the scene, light glinting off weapons, the clash of steel, the thunder of gunshots, and the cries and screams of pain filling the night. No, these demons weren’t trying to hide. No disappearing acts. No surprise attacks.

Did Azel still have the power to do that without Luna? Her brother's power had been given to someone else, but it wasn’t being used here, not now.

A demon ran at Gunner, ducking his sword and slicing his side with a dirty fucking knife. With a hiss, Gunner grabbed the demon’s hair, wrenched its head back, then planted his foot in its chest, sending the fucker flying. When it came back at him a second time, Gunner didn’t miss, and the demon’s head hit the gravel, turning to ash a moment later.

A scream came from behind him as Rocco shoved his sword through another, taking its head as well—

A loud whistle echoed across the lot.

Gunner spun around.

The demons around them suddenly stopped what they were doing, turned, and ran for the shadows.

“After them!” Chaos roared.

The knights took flight, the others chasing them into the surrounding streets. Grace managed to take several more down with her bow as they tried to run, and Chaos stalked after them, removing their heads.

They continued to search the area, but most had gotten away, splitting up and running in all directions, heading for the darkness.

Eventually, they all made their way back to the parking lot. Silas, Brent, along with Laz, Zen, Roc, and Kryos were standing in the center. Gunner wasn’t the only one bleeding. And he sure as fuck wasn’t the only one pissed right the hell off.

“What the fuck was that?” he said. “Were they just in the mood to get fucked up or what?”

Silas shoved his fingers through his black and gold hair. “Some were skilled fighters, but most were not.”

“Yeah, which means they were dispensable,” Brent said, wiping his blade clean on the side of his suit pants, his gun now back in his chest holster.