Capture (Elite Supernatural Trackers #2) - Heather Renee Page 0,1

room. The two of you should do the same. Together.” He glared pointedly at Jaxon and me before slamming his door shut.

“You guys are going to kill Yeti,” Mason said bluntly.

“Shut it, Gunner,” Jaxon replied as I continued to the bathroom to take a shower.

We’d spent the morning training on orbs. I could finally pool magic together in each hand and either use the energy separately or merge them together. The act was tiresome, though, and caused me to sweat my ass off, so I needed to de-stink myself.

Shutting the door behind me, I ignored Mason’s complaints about needing to take a shit and locked the handle with my abilities. Another fun perk Nixie had taught me. The one thing I’d been disappointed in with my training was being unable to repeat the shocking ability I’d used when the vampire in Chicago had tried to kill me.

The guys had assumed it was an instinctual reaction I’d be able to repeat in time or if I was ever in another life or death situation. The latter seemed more likely to happen than the former.

I glanced in the mirror, reached a hand up to my fairy friend, then set her on the counter. “You’ve been awfully quiet today.”

She shrugged and got comfy on the washcloth while I unbraided my hair. “Just been thinking.”

My brow raised. “About?”

“I may need to leave,” she said, and I was surprised to hear a bit of sadness in her voice. Nixie was never sorry about anything. Honestly, I had expected her to leave weeks ago, but our friendship had continued to grow, so I never mentioned anything about her abandoning me to deal with the Fabled Four on my own.

“Uh, what the hell are you talking about? Did something happen? If one of those Fabled Fuckers did something to you, I will shove my foot so far up their ass they won’t walk right for a year.”

She grinned. “As much as I would love to see that happen, it has nothing to do with you guys. Weirdly enough, you’ve all grown on me, some more than others. It’s just, the stronger I see you get, the more I’m pissed the hell off that my powers are still diluted. I need to speed up the growth process of my wing and make sure the damage done by that damn disaster demon isn’t permanent.”

The hatred in her tiny face made me shiver. If Luxor wasn’t already dead, I’d almost feel bad for him. Nixie still wasn’t over losing her wing and I didn’t blame her. It had consequences she hadn’t been prepared for.

“Where will you go? Do you have a fairy world or family you’ve never mentioned that would help?” It wouldn’t surprise me if one existed and I didn’t know about it.

“No, the family I did care for is long deceased, and the others I rarely claim. They very well could be dead as well, and were too vicious even for my liking. I didn’t get the torture-love gene like the rest of them and it made for an awkward growing up until I left. Anyway, that was all centuries ago. I need to see Greggor. That slimy demon will know what to do. Somehow, the shithead knows everything. As annoying as it is, it’s useful for a price.”

Ah, poor Nixie. After my first meeting with a psychotic fairy when I was arrested, I knew what she meant about the torture-love. The little bug that told me I’d broken witch laws had held no humanity in her little body when she’d made me almost bleed to death before Jaxon and Mason showed up.

Then, I’d been reckless and saved Nixie, unknowing at the time if she would be just as crazy as the first fairy I’d encountered. Thankfully, she hadn’t been, and even though she tried to push me away when we first met, I understood that she was just afraid. Letting people in after being hurt by blood was scary shit.

“I’ll go with you,” I said, right after I’d turned on the shower in hopes that if the guys could hear us before, they wouldn’t be able to any longer.

She shook her head. “I’m not dealing with your boy toys going all alpha male and making things worse. I can get there on my own. It will just take longer if I can’t use my normal powers or fly.”

“No, this is non-negotiable. You’re not going by yourself when we know my powers will work against Greggor. I could