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to find and protect hundreds of Touched?”
    Dante glared at the Tracker. “Hundreds of Touched, but only six that I have Touched and that the Arch has guarded. Find them that is who Calliope will be going after. Besides, you are Trackers. You are able to sniff out the Touched. Then the Elements will be able to hide them.”
    “And then what?” Marcus asked. “No one can touch that Sword but her.” He glared at the small woman. He would have bet money a strong wind would blow her over, she was so tiny. He wasn’t even sure how she was holding the large broad Sword up by herself.
    “Celeste will hold her own. And no, I would not recommend anyone hold the Sword for any length of time. Any more than a few minutes will blacken your soul, and the Sword will feed on your light. But it cannot be helped,” he said. “It is going to take us all to correct this problem.”
    “How in the world am I supposed to get the Elements to agree to hide these Touched?” Kyra asked.
    Dante slapped the hard oak table again and pointed a finger at Kyra. “You opened the box.” Kyra stumbled back hugging her arms she screamed in pain.
    Ryder caught her as she collapsed. “Hurt her again, and you won’t have to worry about anything but me.” Ryder’s voice was low and deadly. He carried his mate from the room, not turning back.
    “Marcus you were charged with finding Calliope, and you are failing miserably,” Dante taunted. “Celeste is the only one I can spare. The only one Calliope is unaware of. The only one that can carry the Sword. If there was any other way, I would take it. She is the perfect weapon against him.”
    He swept the rest of the group with a disgusted look. “The rest of you know what is at stake. Either find the Touched and keep them safe, or allow Calliope the means to destroy the Reapers and myself and open the doors and portals around the world to the Infernos. Not to mention the terror and insanity that the left evil souls will cause on the mortal plane.”
    Dante made eye contact with each person in the room. “Is this something you are willing to take on?”
    The Trackers turned to Falcon. “Our brother’s bonded mate is Touched, and one of our own brothers carriers your mark,” Falcon said to the Trackers then turned to Dante. “We will do this for a price.” Falcon held up his hand as Dante attempted to interrupt. “You must remove the marks on Kyra and Marcus.”
    “And if you fail?”
    Falcon was forever the calculator. “What would you consider a failure?”
    Dante laughed. “All the Touched could die, but if one of their deaths results in Calliope gaining access back into the Infernos, you fail.”
    “You care so little for the souls you have marked?” Falcon’s voice dripped with acid.
    “Either way, they belong to me,” Dante quipped. “I will remove the mark on Kyra, but Marcus,” Dante’s eyes went to Marcus. “His is nonnegotiable. It was given freely, not taken. Therefore, I have nothing to release, he has the right to, of course ask me to remove it, otherwise it will not be removed.”
    Marcus hadn’t said a thing about his mark to the Tracker brothers. And they hadn’t asked, but now he was going to have to give them answers he wasn’t willing to provide.
    “You have nothing to bargain with if we fail, Dante,” Marcus said stepping forward.
    “If you fail the only answer is hell on earth. Because if you think for one second Calliope won’t throw the gates of hell open, then you are all deluding yourselves. He was a vengeful and cruel Reaper.” Dante stepped back, joining the Reapers that stood at his back. “And his vengeance and anger has only grown in the several millennia he has been trapped in that box.”

Chapter 3
    Marcus knocked softly on the door. He wasn’t sure if he was going to be allowed in, but he had to try.
    “Go fuck yourself,” Ryder bellowed from behind the door.
    Marcus couldn’t help it. He smiled. “I don’t do that anymore. But I would