“Uh…” Bridget took a step back, and her eyes widened when she noticed the younger woman’s eyes were glowing red. “What?” Khait took a step toward the young woman, and the big woman, Magda, immediately put up a hand. Her eyes changed to gold, just like Joseph’s had when he shifted. “Shit.”
The woman vanished. Professor Kravitz stumbled backward, staring with his jaw hanging open. The young woman, Laura, immediately put her hands on her hips. “Bring her back, right now.” She narrowed her glowing red eyes.
“You brought a werewolf to the office of one of my friends.” Khait shook his head. “You have five seconds…” He growled. “You’ve got a body? You hypocritical little —”
“Khait…” Abigail exhaled. “You want to make some introductions?”
“Oh my god.” Professor Kravitz started to straighten.
“It’s okay, professor.” Bridget quickly rushed over to him. “Relax, you’re safe.”
“He was safe before.” The girl, Laura, shook her head. “He’s a friend of mine.” She glared at Khait. “And I’m not about to let you within ten miles of anyone I consider a friend. You’ve got five seconds to explain what the fuck you are doing here or I’m going to make you bleed from every single one of your orifices.”
Khait laughed. “Oh, I dare you to try, you backstabbing bitch.” He pointed at her. “You betrayed me!”
“You burned down Rome!” Laura glared.
“Not even a quarter of it.” Khait scoffed.
“Do you know how many Christians got fed to lions over that stunt?” She took a step forward.
“Nowhere near enough.” Khait matched her move, glaring down at her.
“Uh —” Bridget swallowed.
“Enough.” Professor Kravitz drew himself up to his full height. Bridget blinked. Five years and this was the first time she’d ever heard him raise his voice. The two arguing… Oh god, her eyes were glowing too… demons also both shut up and turned to look at him. “Laura is, in fact, a friend of mine and I owe her and her companion my life.” He turned toward her, and she gulped a little. “Bridget, what the hell is going on here?”