definitely didn’t sound good,” Zoe agreed. The hair on the back of her neck stood up as she inhaled the smell of must and magic. Dark magic. Dangerous magic. “What just happened?”
“I have no idea.” Gram reached for the book again.
Zoe stopped her. “Don’t touch it.” Even closed, the volume glowed with an unholy fiery light. “I’ve got a bad feeling about this.”
She’d no sooner said the words than there came a fierce pounding on the front door. She opened it a moment later to find a furious Damon, who looked ready to kill as he growled, “What did you do?”
Chapter Five
“You gave us half an hour to get the cameras back up,” Zoe reminded him even as she backed away from his obvious fury. “According to my watch we still have five minutes left.”
“I’m not talking about the freaking cameras.” Damon’s voice was dangerously grim. “I’m talking about the demons.”
“Demons? What demons?”
“The ones that just appeared out of the blue in the tunnels.”
“I don’t know anything about any tunnels or demons.” Which was true, although her witch’s sixth sense was warning her that this could be a result of the dark magic they’d inadvertently experienced a few minutes ago by opening that mysterious book.
“Oh my stars,” Gram said as she joined them. “I sure hope it wasn’t something I did.”
Damon turned his attention to Gram. “What did you do?”
“Don’t yell at her,” Zoe said, rushing to her grandmother’s side and putting a protective arm around her.
“Maybe it was the book,” Gram whispered.
“What book? Show it to me,” Damon demanded. “Before I break my promise to Nick about killing witches.”
“It’s on my bed,” Gram said, heading down the hallway past the stairs to her bedroom.
Zoe bumped into Gram as she abruptly stopped, which made Damon bump into Zoe. He set her aside like a nuisance in his way. “Where is it?” He reached for their family Book of Spells but Zoe got there first and snatched it up to press it protectively against her chest—no easy feat, as the book was heavy and nearly a foot thick.
“No outsider is allowed to touch our family’s Book of Spells,” Zoe said. “It will burn your fingers off.”
Damon didn’t appear at all intimidated. “They’ll grow right back.”
“No, they won’t. Besides, this wasn’t the book Gram was talking about.”
“That’s right,” Gram said. “It was a spell book I didn’t recognize. But it’s not here where I left it. Maybe it fell off the bed.”
Zoe knelt down and looked under the bed. To her surprise, Damon instantly joined her on the floor. Both Morticia and Bella were under the bed, their fur standing on end.
“Demons,” Bella growled.
Damon reached for the cat, but the protection spell prevented him from touching her.
“What did your damn cat do?” he demanded.
“Not me. The book,” Bella said.
“Did someone come in here while we were in the other room and take the book?” Zoe asked Bella.
“It disappeared in a puff of smoke,” Bella said.
“Bring it back,” Damon ordered the cat.
“I didn’t take it.” Bella moved farther under the bed. “Demons.”
Damon hauled Zoe to her feet. “I don’t care if it was your possessed cat or you or your zany granny, but I want to see that book right now.”
“Trust me, I want to see it, too,” Zoe said.
“Trust you?” he scoffed. “Not in my immortal lifetime.”
“Listen, the feeling is mutual.”
“The difference is that I’m not the one who called forth a pack of demons.”
“All my grandmother did was open the book. She didn’t do anything else.” Zoe tried to wiggle free. “And neither did I.”
“Me neither,” Bella called out from under the bed.
Damon held Zoe in place, his hands sliding down from her shoulders to her arms, thereby shackling her. “We could have seen what happened here if you hadn’t messed with the surveillance cameras. But now there is no proof of
“I have no idea.” Gram reached for the book again.
Zoe stopped her. “Don’t touch it.” Even closed, the volume glowed with an unholy fiery light. “I’ve got a bad feeling about this.”
She’d no sooner said the words than there came a fierce pounding on the front door. She opened it a moment later to find a furious Damon, who looked ready to kill as he growled, “What did you do?”
Chapter Five
“You gave us half an hour to get the cameras back up,” Zoe reminded him even as she backed away from his obvious fury. “According to my watch we still have five minutes left.”
“I’m not talking about the freaking cameras.” Damon’s voice was dangerously grim. “I’m talking about the demons.”
“Demons? What demons?”
“The ones that just appeared out of the blue in the tunnels.”
“I don’t know anything about any tunnels or demons.” Which was true, although her witch’s sixth sense was warning her that this could be a result of the dark magic they’d inadvertently experienced a few minutes ago by opening that mysterious book.
“Oh my stars,” Gram said as she joined them. “I sure hope it wasn’t something I did.”
Damon turned his attention to Gram. “What did you do?”
“Don’t yell at her,” Zoe said, rushing to her grandmother’s side and putting a protective arm around her.
“Maybe it was the book,” Gram whispered.
“What book? Show it to me,” Damon demanded. “Before I break my promise to Nick about killing witches.”
“It’s on my bed,” Gram said, heading down the hallway past the stairs to her bedroom.
Zoe bumped into Gram as she abruptly stopped, which made Damon bump into Zoe. He set her aside like a nuisance in his way. “Where is it?” He reached for their family Book of Spells but Zoe got there first and snatched it up to press it protectively against her chest—no easy feat, as the book was heavy and nearly a foot thick.
“No outsider is allowed to touch our family’s Book of Spells,” Zoe said. “It will burn your fingers off.”
Damon didn’t appear at all intimidated. “They’ll grow right back.”
“No, they won’t. Besides, this wasn’t the book Gram was talking about.”
“That’s right,” Gram said. “It was a spell book I didn’t recognize. But it’s not here where I left it. Maybe it fell off the bed.”
Zoe knelt down and looked under the bed. To her surprise, Damon instantly joined her on the floor. Both Morticia and Bella were under the bed, their fur standing on end.
“Demons,” Bella growled.
Damon reached for the cat, but the protection spell prevented him from touching her.
“What did your damn cat do?” he demanded.
“Not me. The book,” Bella said.
“Did someone come in here while we were in the other room and take the book?” Zoe asked Bella.
“It disappeared in a puff of smoke,” Bella said.
“Bring it back,” Damon ordered the cat.
“I didn’t take it.” Bella moved farther under the bed. “Demons.”
Damon hauled Zoe to her feet. “I don’t care if it was your possessed cat or you or your zany granny, but I want to see that book right now.”
“Trust me, I want to see it, too,” Zoe said.
“Trust you?” he scoffed. “Not in my immortal lifetime.”
“Listen, the feeling is mutual.”
“The difference is that I’m not the one who called forth a pack of demons.”
“All my grandmother did was open the book. She didn’t do anything else.” Zoe tried to wiggle free. “And neither did I.”
“Me neither,” Bella called out from under the bed.
Damon held Zoe in place, his hands sliding down from her shoulders to her arms, thereby shackling her. “We could have seen what happened here if you hadn’t messed with the surveillance cameras. But now there is no proof of
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