Magic Burns (Kate Daniels 2)

"Hi, pretty." His monster mouth slurred the words.

Ahead three hyenas, two in beast-form and one human, circled Derek, hooting and laughing in berserk glee.

The male lunged at me. I twisted to the side, caught him in an armlock, and squeezed his throat, putting pressure on the artery. "I don't want to play. Take me to Aunt B," I said into the round ear.

His clawed hands clasped my arm. "Mmm, hurts so good. Hurt me more."

God damn hyenas.

Ahead Derek snapped at one of the females.

"You need to learn humility." The human hyena uncoiled a whip from her hand. "Come, let me pet you, little wolf."

Shit. I wrenched the hyena male to the left and into the buggy, nose to nose with Andrea. A weak cry escaped from Andrea's lips and washed over the male's face.

"She's dying!" I squeezed the words through my teeth.

The werehyena shoved me aside and screamed, "Open the way!"

The human female put her fist on her hip. "You forget yourself..."

"She needs Mother now!" He snarled and she backed away. He turned to me, eyes glowing. "Drive!"

I drove between the hyenas, and they closed ranks behind me, blocking Derek's path.

"The wolf can't pass. It's the law." The werehyena's voice was grim.

"Nothing will happen to him." I loaded as much steel into my voice as it would hold.

"Nothing will."

The hyenas followed the cart. Spurred by their scent, the draft horse picked up speed. Rumbling and creaking, we drove faster and faster, until the buggy bumped and flew over every pimple on the road. The trees parted, revealing a large ranchstyle house. I pulled on the reins and nearly lost my arms. Unable to stop, the draft horse thundered around the house and finally came to a stop. The male leaped onto the grass, scooped up Andrea, and ran to the porch.

The porch light came on and Aunt B swung the door open. Middle-aged and stout, with graying hair rolled into a bun, she looked like she should be baking cookies, not ruling a brood of social deviants with a penchant for hysterical laughter and kinky sex.

She took one look at Andrea and jerked her head. "Inside. You, too!"

I ran inside, behind the male. A female in a human shape followed. At least I thought she was female. Aunt B looked out into the night and shut the door.

The male ran down the hallway into a huge bathroom. An enormous tub sat sunken in the marble platform, enough for six or eight to comfortably fit. He padded across the floor strewn with sex toys and fruit, and jumped into the tub, holding Andrea above the surface.

Aunt B knocked some sort of leather and steel contraption off the marble and sat on the edge. "Who else knows?"

"She had a wolf with her," the female said.

"Who?"

"Derek," I told her.

Aunt B nodded. "Good. The boy will go straight to Curran. I can reason with Curran. It's our luck that the Bear is away. As long as none of the older guard find out, we'll be fine."

What the hell was she so happy about? Curran was about as reasonable as a mad elephant.

She leaned over to Andrea. "Stupid, stupid child. You know what you are?"

Andrea nodded. The effort rocked her distorted body.

"It will go easier then. Strip her."

The female leaped into the tub and brushed away the shreds of fabric, still clinging to Andrea's flesh. My stomach clenched. Acid washed my tongue.

"You're going to gag, go outside." Aunt B nodded to Andrea. "I will guide you into the natural form. Your face is turning gray. You know what that means, so concentrate if you want to live. Chest first. Picture two wings growing from your back. Large wings. Spread them, child. Spread them wide."

Andrea's chest bone crawled down. Her shoulders lowered, stretching her chest...

I ran out of the house.

Chapter 19

I SAT ON THE PORCH. THE DOOR BANGED AND A hyena female sat next to me. Or maybe she was a he. It was hard to tell with hyenas: they were a weird androgynous lot. In the wild, female hyenas were dominant. The hierarchy went females, pups, and only then males. Considering that spotted hyena females grew larger than males and sported a clitoris big enough to rival any male's penis that could, and frequently did, get erections, the hierarchy made sense.

This particular hyena was short and had blue hair that stuck out straight up from her head. She saw me looking.

"Like my do? I'll tell you who did it. Of course, it won't look as good on you as it does on me." She winked.

"I'm sure. So how much does it cost to get a gas burner installed on your head?"

She guffawed and handed me a sandwich. "You're okay. Here, brought you some grub."

I sniffed the sandwich. "So what's in it? Jism? Ground tiger testicles?"

"Salami. Eat it. It's good and you look like you need it."

I didn't think I'd hold it down, but as soon as the first bite hit my mouth, I knew I would want seconds.

"How is she?" I asked between bites.

"She's doing good." The werehyena raised her eyebrows and nodded. "She's one tough bouda."

"Buddha?"

"Bouda. Werehyena. Although if you want to get technical, your girl is..." She cut herself off. "If you want to get technical, it's not my place to tell you. Call us boudas. That's the proper way to do it." The bouda sniffed. "Company. I love visitors for dinner."

A familiar man strode from the trees, moving with a purpose. Six two, with skin the color of coffee grounds, he looked like he wanted to punch somebody. A long black leather coat hid most of him, but what little showed of his chest under a black T-shirt suggested he was all muscle. His swagger suggested he was all mean. In daylight on a busy street, crowds did an excellent impression of the Red Sea before Moses at his approach.

He stopped a few yards from the porch.

"Wow, knock me over with a feather. The chief of intelligence himself at our doorstep." The bouda grinned and her smile wasn't friendly.

"Hi, Jim," I said.

He didn't look at me. "The man wants to know what's going on. And he wants her at the Keep. Now."

"Talking about yourself in the third person now, are we?" The bouda smiled.

Jim leaned back, his chin high. "Curran wants information. Don't make me walk into this house uninvited."

The bouda's eyes flashed crimson. She let loose a strung-out hysterical cackle and leaned forward, showing him her teeth. Her face twisted into a hungry grimace. "Make a move, cat! Break the law. Test the jaws of Kuri's daughter, if you dare. I'll smile wide when your bones snap under my teeth."