The countdown for the end of the Personal Demon Series is almost here. I hesitate in finishing it, wondering if I have done the story and my characters justice. I can’t wait to release this summer, but before I do, I have more tempting clips from book #2, Personal Guardians.
Personal Guardians, Chapter 13
My heart flipped over, and squeezed in anticipation as I stood and stepped through the barrier. Its protective powers peeled away, and I quickly turned to ensure the sanctuary’s gate—the light portal back into its haven—hadn’t forever closed to my lying self. But it was still there, shining like a beacon to those lucky enough to enter. I clasped my mother’s pendant for strength and retrieved both knives.
But I hadn’t lied. Not really. I would not follow the Annihilator, but I never said I wouldn’t get her attention. Standing ready, I filled my lungs with air.
Something hit me hard from the side. My breath knocked from me as strong arms enclosed and tackled me into the dirt. My knives flew from my grasp when my head hit the ground, but the impact was softened by a large hand that cushioned the blow and burned at my face.
Anger coursed, and I unleashed it, sending power away from me. My attacker was blasted back. I rolled to the side watching as the demon flipped in the air, landing in a low crouch. Jonathan’s hard gaze met mine. “That’s new. Been practicing?”
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I bounded from the ground, brushing the dirt from my throbbing side.
“I could ask you the same thing,” he said, still crouched for an attack.
“What do you think I’m doing?” I pointed to the orchard where the Annihilator had disappeared with her entourage. “She needs to die.” I snatched my blades from the ground.
“And I agree, darling.” He straightened, monitoring my movements. “But not today. You are not ready.”
“Why does everyone keep telling me that?” My hand tingled with the desire to hit something.
“Because it’s the truth, Ava. She knows it, and that’s why she baited you tonight.”
“You were watching?”
“Of course. I learned much from the evening’s activities. I hope you gathered the information you needed.”
“More than I imagined. She is out there waiting, Jonathan. You saw her.”
He rolled his eyes. “Of course she is. That’s not what you were supposed to find out. We need to know how someone got in.”
“Well, that we didn’t find out,” I grumbled, crossing my arms over my chest.
He tsked his disappointment. “You’re in over your head. Go home. Rest. Train. And get better.”
“No, I have the chance to finish off my mother’s murderer, Jonathan. Back down, or the next time you try and stop me, I won’t hesitate to finish you.”
“Oh,” he jeered. “Is that so? Well, you had better get on with it, my Ava.”
He pulled a dagger from his boot. The sleek steel blade shone with the light from the moon. The leather-wrapped grip was elegant. A fitting knife for my demon. It would be a nice addition to my collection. As I prepared to fight, Jonathan tossed his weapon to the ground.
Confusion pulled at my brows.
“What are you waiting for, love?” He lifted his arms in welcome, calling my bluff. “Finish me.”
I glowered at him. No, I would not kill him. Not yet. But I would endeavor to knock that cocky smile off his face.