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could…I just had to. Because the instant the demon popped up into that circle it would look around for the tastiest treat it could find to snack on.
    Me.
    I wasn’t being arrogant in saying that, just factual. And I was not bothered or intimidated by the thought of death. I’d seen my mother die when I was in my teens. Death held no fear for me. What would happen after that demon got pumped up on the power I’d denied since Mom died? Now that scared the shit out of me.
    The massed voices lifted in a crescendo. A final flourish as they ended the spell. The pressure in the room built until it finally popped.
    There was a man stood in the middle of the circle. Well-dressed, young-looking and blond, he could have been a stand in for any Hollywood lead actor. Smiling, he looked around the room. One of the magic gang, obviously overcome by all the excitement, screamed. There was a dull thud as she hit the floor on the other side of the room.
    “Was it something I said?” the demon asked mildly and stepped forward to look curiously at the circle.
    “I am Johnathon, Magus of the Seventh Order and holder of the seal of David. You, foul creature, have been summoned to do my bidding,” Brown announced, pointing a finger at the demon.
    “Actually, I don’t give a rat’s ass whether you’re a Magus or Santa Claus.” The demon looked up. “This is a nice circle. I like it. You know why?”
    Because it wouldn’t bloody hold him, that was why. I worked furiously at my bonds, desperate to get free before the thing noticed me. Right now it was occupied with Brown and his gang, but that wouldn’t last long.
    The rope acted like sandpaper, taking at least three layers of skin from my wrists. Gritting my teeth, I swore under my breath as I forced the loops over my hands.
    “Having a little trouble there, dearie?”
    Startled, I looked up into bright blue eyes. The demon was crouched right in front of me, on his side of the useless magic circle. A smile played over his lips as he watched me. It was a nice one, but unsettling. Like seeing a smile on a shark, knowing those sharp teeth lurked behind its lips. Unseen, the rope fell to the floor behind me.
    “Oh, you know. Just got a little tied up…”
    As soon as I spoke, I knew I was in trouble. The expression in his eyes shifted, becoming predatory. The probe slammed against my mental defenses a second later. It knew what I was. Or if it didn’t, it had a damn good idea.
    Without thinking, I retaliated. Rolling away from Jasen, I dug deep down inside and tapped the dark well of power I’d ignored for years. With a roar, it flooded back…painfully, as though it were pissed at being locked away all this time. I didn’t blame it. If it were me, I’d have been pissed too.
    My hands moved at the same time as my lips. I cast a symbol of power, shaping it with words no human should ever utter, and threw it at the demon. It wasn’t a spell…oh no, I was way beyond Brown’s level. To me, spells were child’s play. I dealt in power, raw power, and I’d just thrown the equivalent of a magical grenade.
    It splashed over the stunned demon with a bang, and a burst of lilac light. The color stripped away the human mask he wore, revealing the horns and lizard eyes beneath. There was another thud over on the other side of the room. Witches, they didn’t make them like they used to.
    He shook his head and looked at me with renewed interest. “Now that really stung. Come here, little witchy, let me have a look at you.”
    “ You will do as I command! ” Brown screamed, not figuring it out yet that he had not only lost control of the situation, but that he’d never actually had it in the first place.
    The demon sighed.
    “Just hold that thought,” he said and turned back toward Brown and his posse.
    Screaming ensued, then other nastier sounds I ignored. Sliding to my knees next to Jasen, I shoved him onto his front. “Come on, handsome. We’ve seriously outstayed our