Page 32 of Warrior Unraveled

The words pierced Virginia’s mind as if somebody had spoken them, though her ears hadn’t picked up anything.

She shot a gaze to Wesley, and his eyes were wide as saucers. He too had heard the words. Or rather, felt them.

She stared at the demon’s back. What she’d heard could only be his thoughts.

Shit! Had the vortex created some sort of telepathic connection between them?

Did that mean the demon could hear her thoughts too?

Before she could even finish the thought, the demon spun around, his green eyes glaring.

Who the fuck?

His thoughts again.

Then several things happened all at once.

The vortex stopped spinning. Virginia let go of the demon’s coattail. Wes let go of her and pushed her to the side. As she tried to keep her balance, she watched in horror as the demon reached for his dagger. But Wesley’s knee was already connecting with the demon’s balls. He kicked the bastard backward, lunging after him, falling. Their torsos disappeared outside the vortex.

Virginia jumped outside, afraid the vortex would close and drag her back into the Underworld. It was dark around her. She landed on dirt. Next to her, Wesley was holding the demon at bay. But just barely.

The demon’s dagger was still in its sheath. She lunged for it, pulled it out.

“Wes! Off him, now!”

With a grunt, Wesley rolled off the demon. Before the demon could rear up, Virginia plunged the dagger into the vile creature’s heart. This time, there was no gurgling sound, no last labored breath, no attempt at fighting back. Just death. And green demon blood staining the demon’s coat.

Virginia let herself fall back on her ass, breathing heavily. She cast a look back over her shoulder. The vortex was gone, vanished.

Panting, Wes sat a few feet across from her, the dead demon between them. He had a look of admiration in his eyes.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’ve never seen anything sexier in my whole life than you stabbing a demon to death.”

She scoffed and shook her head. “You’re a very strange witch, Wesley.”

“Strange good or strange bad?”

“I haven’t decided that yet.”

Though currently she was leaning toward strange good. Oh yeah, strange very good.