Darkness Eternal (Guardians of Eternity)

Uriel tested the air. He could vaguely sense Yannah in the distance, but closer at hand there was . . .

Danger.

He didn’t recognize the strange scent, but it was making his instincts bristle.

Reaching behind his back, he slid his dagger from the sheath attached to his jeans.

“Here,” he said, pressing the finely crafted weapon into Kata’s hand.

She frowned, awkwardly clutching the leather-bound hilt. “I don’t know how to use it.”

“Stick the pointy end into something.”

Her eyes narrowed. “Don’t tempt me.”

They both froze as the sound of Marika’s maniacal laugh abruptly echoed through the stagnant air.

“Bloody hell,” Uriel breathed.

“For god’s sake, you cut off her head,” Kata rasped. “What else can we do?”

“Run,” he said without apology.

Any good warrior understood the importance of a strategic retreat.

Grabbing her arm, he urged her down the path, his sword held at the ready. He knew what was coming from behind, but there was no guarantee there wasn’t something worse waiting for them ahead.

Hell, it was almost a given.

It didn’t take long to fulfill his pessimistic theory.

They had just reached a crossroad in the path when the ground beneath their feet split and a nightmarish creature surged out of the opening.

Kata screamed, stumbling backward. Uriel didn’t blame her. He wanted to do a little screaming of his own.

Even by demon standards the thing was gruesome.

Shaped like a worm, it rose up to nearly eight feet in height. He couldn’t see any eyes, but its mouth gaped open to reveal several rows of razor sharp teeth. There were large barbs on top of its head and its skin was a pasty white and covered with a thick slime that dripped onto the stone with an audible hiss. Acid.

Like the nasty thing needed added ammunition.

Gripping his sword in both hands, he stepped between the beast and Kata.

“I’ll keep it distracted. Follow the other path . . .”

“No,” she sharply cut off his words.

He growled in frustration. “If you don’t go now we’ll be fighting Marika along with this . . .” He had no idea what the thing was. “Oversized worm.”

She grabbed his arm. “I’m not leaving you again.”

“Dammit, Kata.”

“Look, you may not want me as a mate, but as far as I’m concerned you’re stuck with me.” The words rang through the air with the clarity of a bell. “Forever.”

Uriel yanked his head around, unnerved by the serene expression on her beautiful face. As if she hadn’t just proclaimed herself as his mate.

Meeting her steady gaze, his heart squeezed with a painful need he could no longer deny.

Oh . . . Christ.

What did it matter how many times he had warned himself it was too dangerous to have Kata as his mate? That he had to keep her at a distance?

The simple truth was that he was irrevocably bound to this woman whether they ever completed the mating ceremony or not.

“You’re mine,” he softly declared.

“Yes.”

His hand lifted to cup her cheek. “Which is why I couldn’t bear it if anything happened to you.”

“Then don’t send me away,” she said, her pleading gaze a weapon of mass destruction on his heart. “Who will protect me if you’re not beside me?”

“Kata . . .” he groaned.

Sensing that victory was in her grasp, Kata turned her head to press her lips to the center of his palm.

“We’ve both been alone too long. Together we can face anything.”

He was whipped, he wryly acknowledged.

A pleading glance, a soft word and he was a lost cause.

But, he didn’t care.

If a miracle occurred and they managed to get out of the underworld, he would happily devote himself to Kata’s pleasure.

It was surely the reason he was created?

“I can’t say no to you, even when I know I should,” he admitted.

She flashed a smile. “That’s promising.”

“Only if we get out of here alive.”

“Good point.”

They turned to the worm-like creature who continued to snake its way out of the rock. Uriel grimaced. No doubt the moment it was free all hell was going to break loose, but how did he kill the damned thing?

In the end, the monster took the decision out of his hands.

With a high-pitched cry, the worm swooped downward, aiming his massive teeth directly at Uriel’s head. Uriel held his ground, stabbing the sword upward to pierce the tender skin of the worm’s mouth.

The thing screamed and jerked backward, nearly snatching the sword out of Uriel’s grip. At the same time a shower of acid sprayed over his skin, burning deep into his flesh.

Bastard.

Gritting his teeth against the pain, Uriel shifted to make certain he stood between the creature and Kata, swinging his sword before the beast could repeat his attack.

The blade slid through glutinous hide with sickening ease. Like a knife through pudding. Worse, a disgusting flood of acid belched from the wound, forcing Uriel to back away.