Adam (12 page)

He stepped back, breaking apart from her clingy little body. This made her laugh, her eyes dancing with her merriment.

“Leave it to a staid and elitist Demon to thumb his nose at such an outrageous attraction,” she taunted him.

“And if I said yes to you, little tease? If I let my instincts loose upon your person and took the physical as far as I could?” He huffed out a breath of air like a bull becoming more and more irritable. “You would not have me. To play the consummate tease is one thing, but to sully yourself with the enemy would be quite another for you.”

“Damn.” She pouted, her warm eyes full of mischief. “You have found me out.” She withdrew, and with a simple stretch of her arms, she levitated off the ground and slowly began to climb a distance into the air. “Until next time, then?”

“Who are you?” he demanded suddenly, not knowing why he should care.

“I will let you figure that out. Perhaps you and I will meet again in a world much different than this one is now, eh? Would that not be intriguing?”

With that speculation, she flew off, up above the treetops, speeding away toward her home territory. Feeling a bit disoriented, Adam closed a fist around the bejeweled dagger she had seen fit to return. He wondered why she would bother to go so far out of her way.

But then again, he’d been a huge amusement to her as well.

Damn.

She’d played him like a clumsy instrument in the hands of a skilled musician. She’d come expressly for the purpose of disturbing his equilibrium. And she’d succeeded. The brat.

Well, she’d best not think she could return to toy with him again, because next time he would set her straight.

Just the same, he found he was smiling as he made his way back to his parents’ holdings.

“You are something of an ass,” Jacob decreed as he dropped hard into the dirt, his body exploding apart and becoming a part of the dust he was falling into. The dust cloud quickly reformed, twisted up into a six-foot column, and in a blink snapped into Jacob’s usual shape and features. He made a show of going to dust himself off, but affected surprise when there was no dust to be found. He made a diligent search of himself for a speck, but there would never be any. The Earth Demon grinned at his brother.

“And I am honored you feel such a need to emulate your elder brother,” Adam shot back.

He launched himself at Jacob, his body thrusting into a pressured stream of water that dashed hard against his brother, thoroughly drenching him as he took Jacob straight off his feet, yet again, and sent him sprawling in the dirt.

“Son of a—” Jacob spluttered as he scrambled to regain his feet.

“Do not dare disparage our mother, Jake,” Adam warned him as he stepped to stand close to his brother. “I will not hesitate to tell her and Father what you have said.”

Jacob’s reply was to send a fist made of limestone into his brother’s face. The coarse rock hit hard and caught Adam off guard. His head ringing and his face burning from the sting of the blow, he staggered back.

“Damn me, that was a fair shot,” he praised his brother. Jacob was getting more and more creative when they sparred. If there were any two elements on the planet that made for a difficult fight, Adam imagined Earth and Water would be the ones. Fire and Water might seem the most directly opposite, but the nature of their ability to cancel one another out made for a strangely simplistic fight. He ought to know, he had sparred with Noah many times. The Fire Demon King was very close to him in age and so they were reasonably similar in their strength and the maturity of their powers. It made sense, growing up as they had together, that they would have trained on how best to defeat each other, how best to defeat the polar opposite element should they have to face it down.

But it was still quite straightforward in its way.

Fighting Jacob was something entirely different, and far more creative. Their mother liked to joke that the two of them together made for a mess of mud, and she had seen them make enough of it to know the truth. But his younger brother had developed his power at a uniquely young age. He had been fostered out very young because of it. Luckily it was Noah’s father and mother who had been his
Siddah
. The three boys had never been too far apart, because Noah’s parents’ lands were adjacent to Adam and Jacob’s, and they had formed something of a powerful triad, three of the most powerful elements in their masculine form, each constantly challenging the other to greater heights.

Jacob had learned very well. That’s why, in spite of the crushing pain in his jaw, Adam spat out blood and smiled at his baby brother.

“Now, that was a good hit,” he praised him.

“I used that on a Vampire last week. Only I did not pull the strike like I just did,” he had to add smugly.

Adam let it slide and gave Jacob a nod. “I believe you, Jake. You could have taken my head off just then. One day you could make an excellent Enforcer.”

That made Jacob pull back, his body language quickly becoming defensive.

“I will never be Enforcer,” he swore sharply. “You will pass the role to your heirs. I will be content to hunt Vampires for bounty.”

“The war is losing power,” Adam pointed out. “I think it is obvious Damien will draw it to a close soon, and you know Noah opts for peace when possible. There will be no Vampires to hunt. Then what will you do with yourself? Come now, you must face facts. We have seen too many of our ancestors die in this job not to understand that I may never live to see those heirs you are anticipating.”

“I refuse to speak of it, Adam. You want me to discuss your death blithely? I utterly refuse.” It was rare for Jacob to show true anger, but he was showing it now, his dark eyes on fire with growing rage.

“David was Enforcer barely a quarter of a century before he was killed,” Adam reminded Jacob gently. Their uncle and Adam’s predecessor had been killed in the line of duty. He had been forced to kill the Fire Demon he was enforcing, and had died in the process of the battle. Normally the role of Enforcer would have been passed brother to brother or father to heir, but David had had no children, and their uncle Ariel had already resigned from the role of Enforcer according to Demon law and tradition when he had found himself Imprinted on his mate, Sarah. Asher, Jacob and Adam’s father, was not suited to the role of a fighter. He was too much a scholar, having spent all of his life chasing knowledge and knowing only enough of fighting tactics to defend himself if necessary.

But Adam was a born warrior, and the enforcing trait was strong in his makeup.

It was strong in Jacob, too. Whether he wished to address the topic or not, Jacob was the most logical choice to fill Adam’s shoes should something happen to the present Enforcer.

Adam wasn’t trying to upset his brother, and normally he wouldn’t have pushed the topic on him like this, but after the way he had been behaving around that Vampire tease last evening, he felt it was important to make Jacob aware of certain responsibilities that might fall on him.

“You know I have great respect and love for you, do you not?” Adam asked him quietly. “There is no one in the world I am closer to.”

“Noah,” Jacob said with a snort that was trying too hard to be contrary.

“Even above Noah, Jake. We are brothers. We have spent so much of our lives together.”

“You and Noah have spent more,” he felt compelled to point out. It was true. Noah and Adam had already been fast friends by the time Jacob came along.

“Do you really think that matters? Do you really think I hold someone else above my brother in my heart?”

Apparently Jacob had wondered. Adam could see the instant of questioning vulnerability in his brother’s eyes. There was appreciation and pleasure over the honor lighting Jacob’s face for the brief moment he allowed it to show. It was immediately followed by a sly look of suspicion. The elder brother understood. Jacob knew he didn’t express affection often or easily. It only went to prove his point, though, that they were much closer than Jacob realized.

“What troubles you?” Jacob asked him.

And just as suddenly Adam no longer wanted to travel this route. It was best he admit no weaknesses to his brother or anyone else. Noah was indeed the exception, but that was because he was King and it was Adam’s duty to report any flaws in himself that might affect his performance. Or that was what he quickly told himself.

“Nothing,” Adam brushed Jacob off with a half smile. “I suppose that knock you gave me shook free some sentimentality. Do not get used to it.”

Jacob laughed at him, the sound still a bit unsure, but Adam brushed the rest of it away by giving him a good slap against his unguarded cheek. That immediately awoke Jacob’s competitive nature again, and before they knew it, both men were back to wrestling in the dirt.

To keep his promise to his mother, appease her and avoid her temper all in one maneuver, Adam had invited Hannah, Noah’s elder sister, as his escort to the Beltane festivities. She was at present gladly keeping his mother occupied at a distant tent in the Gypsy encampment where a young girl of indeterminate age was selling beautiful handcrafted jewelry.

To be honest, Adam truly enjoyed Hannah. Perhaps because she was more like a friend than she was an escort, but also because she wasn’t as intimidated by his daunting role of Enforcer as everyone else was. Of course, she still had her respectful fears where he was concerned and likely always would. It was to be expected, considering how his position and reputation were received in their society. He had long ago resigned himself to the understanding that he would never meet a woman who wouldn’t always be a little bit afraid of him.

Demon woman, he clarified in his head as the image of sultry brown eyes and fearless laughter filled his mind. Perhaps that was part of her allure, Adam mused. She had been so unafraid. She had been ... on equal standing.

Adam shrugged away thoughts of Vampires and focused again on his escort of the evening. Mainly, the young female Fire Demon knew what he did and did not want her to expect from him. They had good times together; he enjoyed the temper that came with her infamous element, as well as her equally volatile passions. However, they both knew she would settle down and have a firm commitment to family one day. Perhaps one day very soon. For all her brassy ways, Hannah was a domestic at heart. Home and hearth and a child at her breast was what she wanted the very most.

Adam was nowhere close to wanting anything like that, and Hannah was well aware of that. But until the time came for them to part ways and seek their separate futures, they spent the present keeping each other company. Especially in situations like this one, where Hannah occupied and satisfied his mother so he was able to manage other things. Hannah glanced his way in the middle of her conversation, sending him a sly, womanly smile that told him she expected repayment for being such an obliging companion. Adam chuckled under his breath, drawing a few appreciative glances from two young Gypsy girls who were sitting in the dark grass with their bare feet and calves crossed casually before them. They leaned their heads together and made a show of whispering while they blatantly appraised him.

Strange how their dark looks and sensual knowing touched him not at all, and yet ...

Angry with himself for yet again obsessing about the Vampire, Adam stepped away from the bustle of the festival and the Gypsies for a moment, moving into the depths of the forest nearby. He needed a moment of peace so he could reach out and test his senses for any trouble among the Demons. While not as taxing as Samhain, Beltane was still hard on the Demon psyche, the full Hallowed moon pressing down on their minds with coaxing force, begging them to let their passions run wild. The Enforcer could sense those who were weakening, who were giving in to those forces. He had been born with the ability as part of his makeup, and it allowed him to hunt down those who were slipping free of control. Those who might endanger innocent lives.

But as he stood there in the silent darkness, he heard no warnings, felt no tension from any other Demon out there. The Enforcer could rest easy knowing there was nothing for him to do but enjoy the Beltane festival with his family.

When Adam emerged from the woods and stepped back into the Gypsy encampment, Jacob caught up with him.

“Very clever, bringing Hannah to appease Mother,” his younger brother mocked him straight off, nodding his head to the Demon female in question.

“At least I will not be on Mother’s bad side come the morning,” Adam said absently, trying to focus on the world around him again, trying to pull away from the senses of his Enforcer self and become more the son and brother.

“Mother does not have a bad side, only a meddling one,” Jacob pointed out with a put-upon sigh.

“You blatantly disregarded her request that you bring an escort.” Adam put energy into the conversation. “You have earned yourself a steady string of lectures this week. I am glad you have the time for them. I, however, have more important things to do.”

“So you say,” Jacob goaded, his dark eyes flashing like those of the Gypsy girls. “I prefer to think you are simply Mother’s well-trained little boy.”