Kayden parked the truck at a respectful distance from the castle entrance, then killed the engine. He looked over at Mika and nodded toward the building. “Ready for this?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” he replied.
Kayden unbuckled his seat belt. “Time to see if the gargoyles are as talkative as their wards are clingy.”
He and Mika stepped out, followed by their crew who had driven in behind them. Everyone gathered around Kayden, waiting for instructions.
“Remember, respect their rules and follow my lead,” Kayden instructed firmly. “We’re here to work, not cause trouble.”
“Heads up,” Mika whispered as he nodded toward the massive doors of the castle that swung open.
A figure emerged, tall and imposing with skin the color of the deepest blue. The gargoyle’s eyes glinted with an unnatural light, like a cat at night.
Kayden was more than a little surprised that the gargoyle approached them in his true form. But then again, why wouldn’t he? Kayden had assured Ward that what humans were on his crew were well aware of the paranormal world.
And yes, Kayden had told them their client was a gargoyle king. Still, this was definitely unexpected, and he didn’t quite know what to make of it.
He’d never seen a gargoyle in anything but their human glamor, and woo wee, this was a big one. Like massively big. Like, his muscles had muscles.
The gargoyle’s power surged forward, coming at them like a fierce wave crashing onto the shore. But instead of knocking him off his metaphorical feet, it wrapped around Kayden like a purring cat. He could literally feel the ancient magic of the gargoyle coursing through him.
Oh yes, this gargoyle was a force to be reckoned with.