hoped he’d managed to get enough control over himself that he wasn’t in danger of getting set off again.
Telos reciprocated. Cautious to start, as he should be when he was sharing mental space with someone known to be unstable. Maddy knew better than to get in on the link. There was a lot a demon could do to a human without breaking the rules–Kynan Aijan being a master at skirting the rules. Since the demon had been here and left his handiwork behind, doubtless Maddy had personal experience with one of the kin fucking you up while coloring inside the lines.
Per usual, Wallace couldn’t tell what was going on. Without a blood link with one of the kin, she might never be able to make and sustain a connection like this, that was a possibility. The connection he had going with Telos meant now he knew the other demon didn’t intend any harm. A good thing, too, because Palla wouldn’t hesitate to thoroughly mess him up if he made even the slightest move against the two witches. Telos’s oaths to Nikodemus were in place and solid, along with a blood oath to the woman he’d hooked up with. Oh, and Telos was having full on no limits sex with the witch.
After they settled the issue of relative abilities and willingness to commit mayhem, he let Telos feel what he did where Wallace was concerned; that bizarre sense of something is off that he got from her when her magic kicked on.
Telos shot a look at Wallace. “The hell?”
“Exactly.”
“She’s doing that?” Telos said.
“What?” Wallace left the chair for the couch and sat on the opposite end from Telos. “What are you talking about?”
“You, angel.”
“Thank you so much. It’s all so clear now.” She opened herself to a connection with him. All credit to her, she was better at it than she had been the first time he’d been there when she tried. One hundred percent improvement, and she was still on the edge of giving up her stomach inside of five seconds of him bringing her in. He let go.
Wallace bent over, arms dangling between her legs. Since he was a lowlife, he wished she was in that yellow bikini. Telos, on account of being fully hooked in, shared the appreciation and the images of her by the pool, if not Palla’s lack of concern about being an asshole.
“Do it to Telos,” Palla said. “Make him feel like there’s nothing to worry about.”
With her head still between her knees, she said, “Nobody’s arguing.”
“Easy to fix.” Palla dropped out of his link. He got in Telos’s face again and popped him hard in the shoulder.
Telos shot to his feet, hands clenched. “You think I won’t take you on? Think again, asshole.”
Palla stayed in his face. “Eat shit.”
“Palla,” Maddy said sharply. “Enough.”
He gave Telos a look into the kind of mayhem he’d be happy to deal out and then, yeah, there it was. His sense of something being wrong with Wallace increased, and then came the now-familiar easing of his reaction to Telos. Through their link, he felt a similar reaction in the other demon.
Wallace couldn’t do jack shit for magic except for this, and after all this time working with her, he still had no idea how she did it. He just knew she was better at it now than she had been when they started working with her one-on-one.
He backed away from Telos, hands lifted, magic dampened. No sense pissing off Telos more than necessary. He faced the other demon. “See what I mean?”
Telos retied the ponytail of his long, dark hair and took his time answering. “Lady, that’s a seriously wacked ability you have going there.”
Wallace looked between them. “Am I supposed to say thank you?”
“If you want.” Telos shrugged. “It’s a fact.”
“Thank you, then.” Her smiles, the real ones, were part shy, part lit with joy, and always unexpectedly hot. Whatever. She wasn’t Palla’s type. He knew what he liked, and nicely put together as Wallace was, she wasn’t it. He went for flashy in his women. Though,