Tags:
Romance,
Coming of Age,
Fantasy,
Paranormal,
Science Fiction & Fantasy,
Psychics,
New Adult & College,
Paranormal & Urban,
Demons & Devils,
Angels,
Werewolves & Shifters,
Witches & Wizards
reveal a silver sphere that pulsed with some kind of magic. "Take this. It's not mine, and I'll need to get it back to the person it belongs to, but it will help increase your power. Maybe it'll help the Druids hold on a little longer to defeat Rainbow."
Rose grabbed the sphere from him, and I plucked it from her hand. Her eyes widened, but then she nodded in understanding. If it increased someone's power, Rose shouldn't get anywhere near it, not when she was trying to subdue her particular gift.
Blake fell into unconsciousness, and we left him to meet in the living room as a family to discuss our options.
Rose sat beside me on the loveseat. My parents each took a chair and Jasmine, Ocean and Tammy took the couch.
Tammy's cheeks had more color and she sat taller, straighter, less zombie-like. I wondered if the sphere was the cause. While we didn't like the idea of messing with powers we didn't understand, we'd seen how powerful the witches became when they attacked us. Tammy had put the sphere in Dean's hands, hoping it would ward off the death that haunted him.
My dad started the discussion. "There will be no torture or beatings of our guest. He has not posed a direct threat to us and unless he does, we won't harm him. Is that clear?"
Tammy seemed ready to spit fire, and I didn't blame her. I spoke up before she could. "He's a demon and he's working for our enemy. He has information that could help us. We should do whatever it takes to get that information from him."
Rose tensed beside me. "I'm a demon, too," she said in a quiet voice. Everyone turned to look at her. "I'm a demon, but that doesn't make me bad. He hasn't always made the best choices, but he did spare our lives before, and he gave us a tool that could help all of you. Besides, there's another option for getting answers—answers he doesn't likely even have."
Dad nodded for her to continue.
She sucked in a breath and let it out. "I can contact the demon realm and try to find my father."
I stood, muscles tensed as if for battle. "No way in hell am I letting you mess with demon powers."
Rose got up and faced me. "Let me? I didn't realize that you own me, or that I need your permission to do something."
Were we actually fighting about this? "Rose, this isn't an option. It's dangerous, deadly even." I made eye contact with each member of my family. "Back me up, guys."
Tammy shrugged. "We need answers, Derek, or we're all going to die, and you know it. If she can find out something that could help, if she can bring Dean back, then we need to at least consider it."
Had everyone lost their minds? "Mom? Dad?"
Mom sighed. "I know this is hard for you, son. But she's an adult and can make her own decisions. And Tammy's right, we are running out of options and time."
Rose brought my hand to her heart. "I love you, Derek. I can't lose you, or anyone here. I'll be as safe as possible. Blake can help me; he knows more about the demon dimension than anyone. We can also call Father Patrick as back up. I'm sure he'd be happy to help. I won't go into it blindly, but, as your family has said, we can't write this off when we have no other options available. You have to trust me."
I caressed her face, so smooth under my hands. "It's not about trust, my love. I'm scared. If anything ever happened to you… " I couldn't finish the thought for fear of making it a reality by speaking it out loud.
Tears filled her eyes. "It's late. We should all get some sleep and talk about it more tomorrow." She glanced at the grandfather clock in the corner. "Er, later today."
It wasn't thoughts of sleep that occupied my mind as Rose undressed for bed in front of me.
When she moved to pull a shirt on over her naked body, I grabbed her wrists. "How tired are you?"
Her lips curled into a naughty grin. "Not that tired."
An electric current ran through her hand, and a line of pain shot through my head like lightning.
She yanked her wrist out of my hand, looking panicked. "Are you