Belador, Tome 6 : Witchlock
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- Dianna Love (Écrivain)
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Chapter 2
When Evalle reached the platform, Khaki Guy was trying to open the doors on the parked cable car. They were probably powered by hydraulics.
No human could break those apart.
Khaki Guy held his hands back-to-back and pushed his palms out, inching the doors open. The mechanism controlling the gears cried in protest.
Just great.
Now she’d have to call in Sen, the VIPER liaison and a roaring pain in her backside, to fix that before she left. Sen could thaw out the security guard and purge the man’s memory while he was at it.
She called out, “You can’t ride without a ticket.”
Ignoring her, the guy leaned forward, growled in strain, and shoved the doors open with a bang before he turned around. He still looked just like Joe Suburbia, but then he opened his mouth.
Guttural demon voice came out. “Who are you?”
She respected any being’s strength, but she had to clue this creature in before he decided to go toe-to-toe with her. Sometimes clearing up any misconception saved getting her favorite clothes bloody. “My name’s Evalle. If you’ll come quietly with me, I won’t hurt you.”
“I don’t have to do what you say.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. She pulled off her dark sunglasses so he could experience the full effect of her glowing green Alterant eyes, a mark of being half Belador and half Medb. Don’t even get her started on that issue. The fact that she was an Alterant had played havoc with her life for as long as she could remember. “I’m with VIPER and I have authorization to take you in.”
He stared at her, or more like through her, not blinking, which was creepy on a human face. Then he asked, “We’ll go together?”
Did he think she worked on the honor system?
Sure, I’ll give you an address for the hidden VIPER headquarters in the North Georgia Mountains and you’ll turn yourself in while I go home and take a long hot bath.
If only. “Yes, we’ll go together.”
He nodded and turned back to the cable car.
“Hold it. This way, buddy,” she called over to him.
The words flew right past him as he climbed inside.
Just once she’d like a demon, or whatever he was, to cooperate. Evalle pulled out her dagger just to be prepared and walked over calmly, standing in front of the door. “Come on out and let’s go.”
The seats in the car lined the walls, wrapping around the inside. He sat on the far side near the front with his body leaning against the window.
Was he demented?
She’d dealt with a Cresyl demon once that had acted confused, but the Cresyl had been under a spell. A Medb spell come to think of it, from what Evalle had put together since then.
She considered using her kinetic power to lift him off the seat and float him out, but he was acting docile at the moment, which was way better than the alternative.
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Traduit par "Dark-Hunter Francophone"
Si Atlanta tombe, Witchlock fera basculer la ville dans un bain de sang.
Après avoir finalement gagner sa place parmi les Beladors, Evalle navigue avec les haits et les bas de sa nouvelle vie avec Storm lorsqu'elle se retrouve aspirée dans un jeu de pouvoir entre sa tribu Belador et le coven de Medb. Les deux clans revendiquent la possession des Alterants-devenus-griffon, et particulièrement Evalle, meneuse des griffons. Mais un afflux de démons et de sorcières noires à Atlanta menace de déchaîner la guerre entre les covens et les forces alliés, alors que une magicienne légendaire connue sous le nom de Witchlock envahit la ville et les êtres puissants. Evalle a l'espoir de stopper l'invasion, mais le prix pourrait être sa santé mentale, et devoir faire un choix entre ses amis à sauver.
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