~excerpt from #2 in the Daemons of San DeLain. No title as of yet!
Kage didn’t bother to fight the shoulder that wracked him. “Gods, Hudson.”
Austin blinked in
surprise, then frowned at Kage.
“I know, I know. But Isadora is about as neutral as we can get. Her kind
are loners, so we’d just be dealing with her. Not a clan or pack or whatever. She
doesn’t claim territory like we do—well, outside of her home and restaurant.”
“She’s an arachne.”
Austin’s eyes widened.
“Your irrational fear
of spiders is showing, my friend.”
And he was completely
unapologetic over it. He was a daemon—a paranormal who could manipulate any
shadow around him. It didn’t matter if it was a bright sunny day or the dead of
night.
If there was a shadow
nearby, he could step into it and disappear. If that wasn’t frightening enough,
he could manipulate a shadow to do his bidding. Even another person’s shadow
could be used against them.
He also used the
shadows as a portal and could reappear anywhere in the world—as long as there was
a shadow, that’s all he needed.
Didn’t change the fact
spiders creeped him the hell out. Then add in a paranormal who shifted into a
spider-like creature? No way.
“You know she’s the
best bet.”
Kage knew that, but it
didn’t change his feelings on the matter. “I hate you. I want you to know that.
Fine. I’ll deal. Contact her and let me know if she’s agreeable. I’m sure she’s
going ask to be compensated for losing a night’s worth of business, so I’ll
pitch in on that.”
“That’s fair. I’ll call
her shortly. Are you and Austin still coming for dinner tonight?”
Austin nodded
frantically.
Kage grinned into the
phone. “Yes. We’re going shopping for office furniture today, but that’s all we
have planned. Six o’clock, right?”
“Yes. I’m looking
forward to it.”
