LITMIR.BIZ

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me and I ended up in someone else’s circle dressed in this hideous orange outfit with fashionable white canvas pull-on shoes.

      My will seemed to stretch forward and yank me into existence. With a jolt, everything happened at once, and my aura—which had been holding me together while I existed only as a thought in the ley lines—rose through the memory of myself to build a body. My clothes, bruises, cuffs, everything, down to the egg in my hair, would come through intact. You couldn’t fool the demon archive and show up clean, rested, and in a pair of designer boots. I’d tried. The charmed silver, though, would be gone. Small favors.

      I took a breath, and I suddenly had lungs. Stumbling, I stayed upright as I popped into existence between the center counter and the sink. The kitchen was dim with early sunlight, shocking since it was dark where I’d been seconds ago. Ivy and Jenks were waiting, worried and tense. Jenks was flying, and all I could see wrong with Ivy was a welt on her forehead.

      Immediately the shimmer of smut-covered ever-after around me dropped. It was Ceri, then, who had summoned me. “Thank God,” I said, leaning back against the center counter, my head bowed as I mumbled, “Thank you, Ceri. I owe you big.” Bis wasn’t here, swimming back to Pierce for the jump home, I guess.

      Ivy’s face was pale as she came close, taking in my tired, filthy state. “What did they do to you?” she said as she fumbled at her key chain for one of her handcuff keys. The steel rings came off, hitting the counter with a loud clatter, and I felt loved.

      “Tink’s little red panties, Rache,” Jenks swore, pinching his nose shut as he hovered over them. “You reek like a fairy’s outhouse! Ivy, get her a pain amulet, will you? And maybe one to make her not stink? Good God, how did you get so stinky? You were only gone a day!”

      I smiled, glad to be home. But my expression froze when I turned to thank Ceri again. Ceri hadn’t summoned me home. It was Nick.

      “You putrid pile of troll crap!” I jumped for him, hands grasping. My knees gave way and I slipped, catching myself on the edge of the counter and gasping at the sudden pain. Jenks darted into the air, and Ivy reached for me, concerned.

      Nick jumped to his feet. His face was tight and angry, but that was nothing next to my outrage, and I grunted when Ivy pulled me upright and I pushed her away.

      “Rache, wait!” Jenks exclaimed, silver sparkles falling from him. “He’s here so Jax can make peace with Matalina. He summoned you back. We couldn’t find Keasley, and Trent won’t let anything get through to Ceri!”

      “Bull!” I pointed at Nick, standing sullenly beside the archway to the hall with his too-long hair and faded jeans. “He summoned me, then left me to fight my way out alone!”

      Ivy’s eyes flashed a full, dangerous black, and Jenks’s wings hit an unusually high pitch.

      “He did what?”

      Nick backed into the hall, hands raised. A streak of pixy dust darting in turned into Jax. The renegade pixy had drawn the entire pixy clan with him, and I froze, stunned by the flitting silk and high-pitched voices as Matalina hovered over it all like a distressed angel.

      “I didn’t have a choice,” Nick was saying over their noise. “Rachel, I owed them, thanks to you running off with the focus. I told you how to get out. And I flew back here to get you home! Will you listen to me? I’m trying to help!”

      “Trying to help?” Ivy strode across the kitchen, pixies darting out of her way in swirls of color. Nick made a dash for the sanctuary, but she was faster. Like a cat after a bat, she snagged him, her hand gripping him under his throat as she threw him across the kitchen to slam into my mom’s old fridge. He started to slip down, and she had him again, lifting him up and holding him there while he tried to make his lungs work. Atop the fridge, the Brimstone cookie jar wobbled and would have fallen off if not for the pixies working as a team to balance it.

      “You summoned Rachel to San Francisco?” she said, showing her sharp canines. “She was driving. You could have killed us all!”

      Jenks hovered beside his face, his son between his sword and the man’s eye. “You were trying to help? Help yourself, maybe!”

      God, I have good friends. Hurting, I staggered around the counter to the big farm table shoved against the interior wall, all but falling into my hard-backed chair and nearly knocking an express mail box onto the floor. It was from my mom, her scrawl unmistakable. I was too tired to guess what she’d sent me this time, and I gingerly felt the backs of my knees.

      Nick’s face was going red from a lack of circulation, and the notches in his ears gained in the rat fights stood out like bright flags. “Ivy, let him go before he files a lawsuit,” I said casually. That she was slowly choking the life from him was only mildly worrisome. I’d seen her vamp out before, and this was nothing, even if she had missed slaking her hunger this weekend. If she started looking sexy and dropping innuendos, I’d be worried. This was simply anger, and she likely wouldn’t tear his throat out for that.

      “Why? He can’t go to the I.S.” Ivy leaned her face next to his, tilting her head and inhaling a line along his neck. A tingling rose through me, and Nick closed his eyes, shuddering. “He’s taken himself off the grid,” she whispered. “Made himself into a cookie by the side of the road. He can’t complain or be jailed for his own crimes. And he wouldn’t want that,” she crooned. “Would you, little Nicky? Being a blood toy would be better than jail.”

      Okay, maybe I was wrong. Concerned, I levered myself to a stand. “Ivy—”

      “Let her kill him,” Jenks was saying over the sound of his kids. “We’ve got the graveyard right out back. Humans are like Jell-O. There’s always room for one more.”

      “I didn’t have to come here,” Nick gasped, and Ivy tightened her grip until he gagged. “The coven didn’t give me a choice! They yanked me across state lines and threatened to give me to the FIB. I had to tell them something. They were going to put me away!”

      “Better me than you, huh?” I leaned heavily on the table, tired.

      “I knew you’d escape,” Nick said, spittle at the corners of his mouth. “You’ve got a foolproof get-out-of-jail-free card. Rachel, you took a demon’s name? Why?”

      My breath caught at the accusation in his rasping voice, and my anger dulled to shame. I had a demon’s name. He’d used it twice to summon me. “Let him go.”

      Jenks spun in the air to me. “Rache …”

      “Let him go!” I exclaimed, and Ivy took her fingers from around Nick’s throat. The man fell into a tangle against the fridge, hand over his neck and coughing. Head down, he mumbled to Jax, hovering by his face, his words indistinct. The imprint of Ivy’s fingers showed red and clear. Ivy turned away, shaking as she worked to bring herself down. Great. This was exactly what I needed. A jacked-up, hungry vampire and a traitorous ex-boyfriend in the same room.

      Jenks wasn’t happy, and with an earsplitting whistle, he chased his family out—all but a defiant Jax and a heartbroken Matalina, now perched on the fridge. Her face was riven with tears. Jax’s homecoming had turned ugly.

      Moving with that vampiric smoothness that gave me the willies, Ivy yanked my charm cupboard open and plucked an invoked amulet from my cache. Her eyes were still dangerously black as she strode across the kitchen and extended it. My shoulders eased as the smooth disk of redwood met my fingers. It was one of my own, and the relief from the pain was a blessing.

      I’d been an earth witch long before I started dabbling in ley-line magic, and though the amulet didn’t completely block the pain, it helped. Dropping the cord around my neck, I snugged the disk under the orange jumpsuit where it could touch my skin. A puff of nasty air came up and I winced. Jenks wasn’t kidding. I needed a shower. “Thanks,” I said, and Ivy nodded, still trying to gain control over her instincts. Me being stinky probably helped.

      “I had to give them something,” Nick said loudly as he pulled himself off the floor,

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