Chapter 94

He hid his smile as she hastily shoved open her door and jumped out of the truck.

“We might as well have a look while we’re here.”

He caught up with her as she vaulted over the white picket fence, his senses assuring him that there was nothing in the house but a prowling cat. Of course, his senses were worthless when it came to the demons and their damned magic, he reminded himself, tugging the handgun from his waistband as they rounded the house and entered the tiny garden at the back.

Reaching the edge of the patio dotted with tables, they both came to a sharp halt.

“Rhye? Do you smell that?” Lily demanded, her eyes glittering at the distinct scent of peach that had nothing to do with the tarts or scones served from the nearby kitchen.

Rhye nodded. It wasn’t the distinct foul scent of a demon, but definitely dark.

“Demon?” His fingers tightened on the handle of the gun. “Do you recognize the scent, sweetheart? Maybe Elfy?”

“No.” She sucked in a d