Fighting For Her Dragon (17 page)

“You remember that coven of black witches and wizards Kyra was talking about, the Dorcha? Well, their leader is known as the Grand Draoi, and he’s one seriously messed up bad guy. So if he’s who Melanie was talking to, even with waning powers he’d still be able to level cities. It’s been said that on his worst day he can literally reach through time and space to rip the soul out of his enemies. Legend states that even though the demon Balor watches over the Dorcha, it’s Caligrosto that they pray to. And that is one bad ass demon.

“Caligrosto was spawned from Balor’s nightmares that had been marinating in the Dreaming Gulf of the Abyss for literally eons. Can you even imagine what gives a demon god nightmares? Got to be some scary shit. Anyway, ol’ Caligrosto demands his followers sacrifice those of their own blood in exchange for power. Which follows what you gathered from Melanie’s conversation with her gramps. Are you sure that’s who has her?” Jace could hear that Rory was hoping he was mistaken.

“I’m sure. I’ve either been with this woman or been near her for four months. There have been no other threats, nothing unusual, nada, zip, zilch. Hell, I thought life was gonna be good and boring.”

“As if!” Liam and Rory barked in unison.

“Now get your asses over here. I’ll rally the troops and we’ll be ready to head out as soon as we see you.” Rory commanded and then quickly added, “And Jace…you better let my brother and the others know where you are before they come looking. I’ve never known that lot to just let bygones be bygones, especially if they can torture you.”

Jace cringed at the reminder that he was basically AWOL. He answered the only way he could. “I’ll take care of it.”

Closing their connection to the sound of Rory’s laughter, the young Guardsman looked at his friend. “Time to get my ass kicked.”