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set off Jett’s inner alarm system. He’d checked with Addie first, but she’d ignored him. She was so wound up in that damned slobbery hound that where Locan spent the night wasn’t even on her radar.
    In fact, Jett might have felt a bit jealous of the beast if he didn’t enjoy seeing Addie so happy. She’d had to give up everything familiar to her when she became the fulcrum to their demon hunting team. It was only fair she have something all to herself. Az the hellhound seemed to fit all her criteria.
    Not that he and Locan weren’t in that same category—property of Addie—but it was obvious Addie and the beast were a match. The thing was drooling all over himself as if the belly rub Addie was giving him put him this close to Nirvana. Of course, if Addie’d been rubbing on Jett with that much intensity, he’d probably be drooling, too.
    Pele showed them to a room with a huge bed and a private bathing pool big enough for a party. Then she took Locan’s hand and led him away When the goddess left, the sense of all her power went with her. Jett glanced at Addie, who was staring after Locan with an expression of absolute confusion marring her features. “Jett? What just happened?” She frowned. “Did Locan want to go with her?”
    He shook his head. “I don’t know. He was sporting a lot of wood for a guy not interested in the woman, but I’m wondering . . . was he blocking us on purpose, or was the bitch pulling some kind of shit? She was throwing around a lot of power.”
    Addie nodded. “I felt it. Are you sure Locan was blocking on purpose?”
    Now that he thought of it. “Did you try to ’path anything to me?”
    “No. Why? Did you try talking to me?”
    Jett tried to recall. “Once, I think, but you were so involved with the hound, you ignored me.”
    Addie’s eyes went wide. “I never ignore you. Or Locan, either. And I didn’t try to talk to you. Not telepathically, anyway. Do you think . . . ?” Her voice trailed off. “So much power from Pele. Maybe she was blocking us. Do you think Locan will be okay?”
    Jett glanced at Addie. She’d unchained Az and the big beast had immediately taken a position by the door, guarding them from whatever. Jett walked over to where Addie sat on the floor, stroking the dog, and squatted down beside them. “Locan’s a big boy. Pele might have been blocking us, but Locan can take care of himself. He wasn’t faking the boner in his pants. We’ll give him until morning and then she won’t have any reason to hang on to him.” He almost snorted a laugh. “Unless Locan’s so damned good she decides to keep him.”
    Addie slapped her fingers over her mouth. “You don’t think . . . ?”
    “I’m kidding. Look, Addie, I’m not sure how much of what happened was Pele’s doing, but there’s nothing we can do tonight. Locan will be just fine.” He stood and held out his hand. “How about a bath? We can wash away some of the sulfur stink. He nodded toward the pool, where steam rose on gentle air currents.
    Addie glanced at Az, leaned over and kissed his nose, and then grabbed Jett’s hand. “Sounds wonderful. It feels weird, though, not having Locan with us. Do you really think he’s okay?” She glanced at the door. “I mean, we just sort of sent him off with her. Will he be all right?”
    Jett tugged her to her feet. “Locan’s a big boy. Even if Pele was screwing with our telepathy, he could have spoken out loud. Maybe he didn’t want to talk about what’s going on. Maybe he’s too embarrassed to admit he wants to fuck a goddess. I dunno.”
    Addie lifted one expressive brow. “He wasn’t too embarrassed to hide the hard-on in his pants. And Pele may be gorgeous, but she had a death grip on him.”
    Jett leaned close and kissed her, tasting the sweetness that was all Addie. “She’s got nothing on you.” He ran his tongue gently over the closed seam of Addie’s mouth, teasing her to open to him. The sound of waves breaking on the shore