Chapter 135

As Nathan had feared, the gathered and concentrated power of the sidhe was more than Jim had dealt with before. A quick glance showed sweat beading on his forehead and a deeply furrowed brow. He was having trouble holding all of the traps while trying to banish the sidhe back into the Veil at the same time.

“He looking a little strained to you?” Nathan asked the still incubus-looking Sasha.

Sasha bit his lip, his fangs pulling at the skin, but said nothing.

A louder howl erupted from somewhere near the back row of sidhe and Sasha’s wings shot out behind him, tense and ready, his claws curled as a low growl began in his throat. Nathan turned towards the sound as well and saw it. One of the outer traps was flickering.