A warning trilled in the back of his head. He paused. Pivoting so he shielded Amber from the darkness below, he turned his head to listen. Silence met his search. “Do you sense anything?”
“Yes,” she whispered, her hand settling on his arm.
Instantly warm, a soothing balm cascaded up to his head from where they touched. The woman had more power than he’d realized. “How many?”
“I don’t know.” Her hold tightened.
He blinked smoke from his eyes. “Keep your breathing shallow.” His lungs were safe from permanent damage, but Amber was still human. “If it gets too difficult to breathe, you tell me.”
“Okay.” She gave a gentle push to his back. “Let’s go.”
The skin pricked on the base of his neck. A low bellow wound through the haze.
Every cell in Kane’s body froze. He knew that voice. “Jase.”
Turning his head, he caught Talen’s wide eyes. Then he turned and ran.
Their boots clomped against the stairs as they hurried down, and the air become heavier, more oppressive. Kane opened his senses wide, wincing as Talen’s emotions slammed him hard in the gut. Hope, despair, anger . . . so many feelings from his older brother.
Fear and hope cascaded off Amber, as well as determination.
Breathing in the stale air, Kane tried to center himself and seek beyond Talen and Amber.
As he reached the bottom and turned the corner, he stopped short. Two demons flanked Dage with weapons jammed into the king’s neck. Dage’s eyes had morphed to a fierce vampire blue that emphasized the raw rage on his broad face.
Kane shoved Amber completely behind him and drew his weapon. Talen angled so his shoulder touched Kane’s, his gun also pointed at the demons.
Dage shrugged. “I heard Jase and started running.”
Both demons had a myriad of silver metals on their left breasts—high-up soldiers. White hair and deep black eyes marked them as probable purebreds. If so, they weren’t using their psychic powers at the moment.
The tunnel veered off into darkness to the right, while a rusty metal door was cut into the earth behind the demons.
Kane opened his senses more to seek beyond Dage. Dark emotions of pain and rage shimmered from beyond the doorway. Was Jase in the cell? Kane’s knees tightened with the need to rush past the demons and open the door.
Another deep cry echoed—sounding like Jase.
Talen growled and stepped forward.
One of the demons shook his head and shoved the gun harder against Dage’s jugular until he hissed. “No. We have reinforcements arriving in ten minutes. Let’s all remain where we are until then.”
“That’s a shitty idea,” Kane muttered. “King? Now’s the time.”
Indecision flickered in Dage’s eyes.
“Now, Dage.” Kane met his brother’s gaze. “If Jase is in that cell, we’ll get him.”
Energy instantly shot out from behind Kane. A hard attack, devastating images, and shards of pain spiraled toward the demons. Amber gave a soft cry as she attacked.
Damn it. Kane settled his stance. “Stop attacking, Amber. We’ve got this.”
“They have Dage,” she whispered, the sound full of pain.
The demons both growled. The shorter one gasped, his eyes widening in pain.
Interesting. Amber was actually hurting the guy. Good for her.
The demon who’d spoken jerked his head.
Agony instantly slammed into Kane’s brain. Amber cried out, while Talen grunted. Images of Jase being tortured, the skin peeled from his body, caused Kane to blink rapidly.
A small hand pressed against his back. A soothing blanket filtered over the terrible images, snuffing them out. He took a deep breath. Talen exhaled next to him. Kane glanced to the side—Amber had pressed her other hand against Talen’s back.
The woman was amazing.
The hand at his back trembled.
“Now, Dage,” Kane ordered.
Tension spiraled through the air, and Dage disappeared. Talen instantly fired into one demon’s neck, and Kane took care of the other. Both demon soldiers crashed down.
Leaping forward, Talen yanked a knife from his boot and stabbed it into the neck of the closest demon.
Kane pivoted. Amber’s shoulders shook, and her face had lost all color. Well, except for her blue lips. Her eyes were wide and bloodshot, while spots of blood dotted under her nose.
He wiped the blood away with his sleeve. Heat from her skin made him frown. Another fever? “Are you all right?”
She gulped, her wide-eyed gaze on Talen as he decapitated a soldier. “Where did Dage go?”
Kane shifted so he blocked her view. “Dage can teleport anywhere in the world—it’s one of his gifts. But teleporting weakens him for a little while.”
“Teleports.” She arched both eyebrows. “Wow.” Then she winced as the sound of Talen cutting through cartilage and bone echoed around them. Her hand trembled as she pushed hair from her face.
“You need to stop attacking demons—it isn’t working. Shielding is fine, but no more attacks,” Kane said.
She nodded. “Yes. As a demon destroyer, I suck.”
“No. We just haven’t figured out your gifts completely.” These things took time.
Talen grunted. “All done. And as a demon destroyer, you rock. You completely shielded my mind. Thank you.”
Relief had Kane turning and examining the door. Triple-locked, solid steel. “We need to blow the lock.”
Talen nodded and crouched to set the charges.
Emotions ripped right through the steel. Kane took a deep breath of the death-scented air. Had they finally found Jase?
CHAPTER 23
Amber snuffled back a frightened sob, her face cradled in Kane’s chest. Man, musk, and smoke filled her senses. He stood several steps below her, and she was still shorter.
Her mind reeled. For an instant, she’d hurt that demon. With her brain. Then the other guy had retaliated and pretty much shut her down. While she wanted to be one of those tough warrior women from a romance novel, she wasn’t. She didn’t want to fight in a war.
Talen stood on the bottom step after having planted the charges. “Fire in the hole,” he muttered.
The explosion rocked the underground area. Shards of rock and a piece of rebar slammed down. Kane tucked Amber closer, shielding her from the debris.
He was always putting himself between her and danger.
The dust settled. She lifted her head and wrinkled her nose at the burning air. Even in the midst of hell, the vampire protected her in a way that made her feel safe. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you actually liked me.”
His eyes darkened, and he brushed dirt off her shoulder. “I do like you. Probably too much.”
Was there any such thing as “too much”? She doubted it. Her vision wavered. Darn mind attacks. She had to get that under control.
Talen shouted, “I need help with the door.”
Kane grabbed her hand. “Stay behind me while we get Jase.”
She clutched his hand as they hurried back down the steps. Talen bent at the knees and pressed one shoulder to the steel door, which hung drunkenly from one corner.
The sounds of battle continued aboveground.
Kane studied the situation for a moment and then released her. “Get ready to shove,” he said right as he kicked the door square in the center.
Talen shoved.
The door shot open.
Talen threw the metal against a side wall. His loud exhale filled the sudden silence.
Amber peered around Kane. Two men and one woman sat on the dirty floor wearing filthy and ripped clothing. Bruises covered their exposed flesh. They were emaciated, their eyes darker than black.
Neither Talen nor Kane moved.
“Um, is Jase here?” Amber asked.
“No. Jase isn’t here.” Kane reached for his gun and nodded at Talen. “Make the call.”