A Demon's Work is Never Done

Lexsi:

Tears of flame dripped down my cheeks�tears for Kory and for me. The fire net burned my hands whenever I touched it, but I couldn't let it harm him any more than it already had. Kory's wings, with burn-holes between ribs, beat to help me get the net off him.

Kory screamed as the net sunk farther into sections of his back�it was designed to burn flesh until it had completely passed through its victim. I shook my hands to rid myself of the wad of net I held and reached for the part that was burning Kory so badly.

Lexsi:

Who is behind the plot to kill us?
What do they want?
Where are they?
Why me?

My to-do list is overwhelming...

Kordevik:

How can I keep my Thifilathi in line, when it wants Lexsi now?
How do I keep the werewolves, shifters, vampires and humans around me acting civil toward each other?
How can I protect Lexsi and the others, when the enemy wants to destroy all of us?
How did I get myself into this mess?

A Demon's Work is Never Done...