Hellhound Born (Kasadya #3)

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Authors: Karen Swart
front of us, were the two guy’s bodies laid out on the ground, their heads already taken. I watched as the girl stood up with swords in her hands and to top it off big black wings rose up behind her.
    “What the hell?” I exclaimed.
    I was floored, rooted to the spot by the spectacle before us. She looked at us her yellow eyes scanning, from one to the other, probably trying to figure out what we were.
    “Chax.” I murmured.
    I looked at him for some kind of explanation.
    “I see Kasadya,” he replied, as he slid his swords back into their sheaths.
    “Who are you?” the girl demanded, not moving from her attack position.
    “We are Fallen, young one. May I ask, who are you, and where is your custos?” Chax questioned her.
     
    The relief on her face was visible even from where I stood in the dark.
    Crap! I already know the answer .
    “You were separated and then got lost when the demons attacked, didn’t you?” I asked moving forward.
    She was relieved alright, but she sure as hell wasn't ready for us to come anywhere near her. She lifted her swords, ready to fight.
    “We will not harm you. Let us help you.” Chax said, at the same time he took an alarming step towards her.
    “Yeah right! Where the hell have you been for the past two years?!” she exclaimed.
    She was clearly pissed off. Understandable, given the fact that she had to survive alone all this time.
     
     
    “We thought that all the young ones were accounted for. I apologize if we failed you. Give us a chance to rectify our mistake.” Chax continued on, but from my point of view it was pretty clear she was not going to.
    “OK, look. I know you’re pissed off. I would be too, and in fact, I am. But we have a major freaking problem that’s about to spill into this world. If we have to chase around for a lost hellhound, we will be wasting precious time. And trust me, you don’t want to be a Fallen alone on earth when it goes down,” I interjected.
     
    “Kasadya” Chax reprimanded me.
    I just waved him off.
    “Did it work on me?” I asked him instead. He shook his head.
    “So why do you think it will work on her?” I continued.
    He smiled at me and then looked at her. “Point taken,”
    Feeling all giddy about what I had just done, I also looked at her. She dropped her swords and inhaled deeply, the evidence of her nerves finally showing.
    “OK, I'm listening,” she said as she placed her swords into what appeared to be homemade sheaths.
    I just shook my head .
     I should go back and kick everyone's asses.
     “Come on, it’s time for you to join your kin and start fighting the war,” I said, turning around and walking to the exit. I wasn’t going to beg her. Chax hesitated for a second but then started to follow me.
     
    “Wait! Damn! OK, OK.” she sputtered behind me, as a small smile appeared on my face.
    I had no idea where I had learned to deal with teenagers, but apparently I had.
    “What’s your name?” I called out, not looking back.
    “Raven,” she replied, right next to me.
    I looked down at her, “How old are you?” I continued.
    Chax was hanging back, letting me take control.
      I really hope this is control .
     “Eighteen. Where are we going?” she asked.
    I stopped and looked at the club across the street.
    “Hunting, Raven. Just stay quiet and let us do the work. If something happens don’t stab us,” I all but growled as I stormed forward, putting on a smile to get past the bouncer.
    “OK, whatever,” Raven tossed back.
    I stopped and glared daggers at her. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Chax trying to look away to hide his grin.
     
    “Raven, if you want to live to see Exsilium, I suggest you listen. You survive this, and you get to serve,” I replied testily.
    I almost slapped myself when I registered what I had said. I looked at Chax again, his wide grin was all I needed to throw my hands in the air and storm into the club.
    “Is she always this uptight?” I heard Raven asked

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