There'll be Hell to Pay (Hellcat Series Book 6) by Sharon Hannaford

were firmly
clutching the huge tray, making it impossible for her to have
opened the door.
    “ Show-off,” Gabi chided Julius as Fergus strode over to relieve
the steward of her burden.
    “ Expediency,” Julius said with a ghost of a smile. “Thank you,
Claudia,” he said and the door swung shut, once again without
anyone touching it. Until a few months ago, Julius would never have
used his Air-bending gift so casually in front of others. Only a
select handful had been privy to his secret. That was until
Benedict, the Vampire Magus Princep, had pointed out, in the middle
of a crisis meeting with all supernatural groups of the City, that
Julius was also a Vampire Magus. There were very few of them in the
world; Benedict only knew of one other, and no one was sure if she
actually still lived. While Julius’s main strength lay in
Air-bending, the ability to manipulate air in any way he chose, he
was also a better than average Fire-bender.
    “ Print me a hard copy of that picture,” Gabi told Murphy, her
eye drawn to the tray. It had been nearly twelve hours since her
lunch with her mother and she really didn’t feel like eating, but
her stomach was about ready to try consuming itself.
    Julius pulled
out a chair for her at the table, right in front of the tray. She
sent him a warning glare, babying her was strictly forbidden, but
she took the proffered seat.
    Kyle brought
over the picture of the man who had more than likely kidnapped her
mother and set it on the table beside her before helping himself to
an energy drink and a chocolate brownie from one of two boxes of
freshly baked goodies.
    Gabi growled
sharply, but anxious nausea still tempered her appetite. She
reached for a can of Coke, hoping it would settle her stomach,
cracked the tab open, then pulled the picture closer for another
look. Taking a large pull of the icy drink, she closed her mind to
outside distractions and concentrated on the face, trying to
connect it to something else: a scene, an emotion, whether he was
friend or foe. Anything that would ignite a full memory.
    Razor jumped up
onto the chair to her left and purred loudly, his hunger
penetrating her mental bubble. Sighing, she opened her eyes and
pulled one of the food boxes closer to see if there was something
in it for Razor. Kyle’s box had been filled with sweet muffins,
brownies and custard tarts, but this one was stuffed full of
savoury delicacies. She reached for a bite-sized pie, moving a
small, pastry-wrapped sausage out of the way. As the pasty rolled
to one side, it reminded her freakishly of a detached human finger.
She broke the pie into pieces on a napkin, small chunks of beef
steaming in the cool air of the war room, and set it in front of
Razor. The cat wasted no time devouring the offering as Gabi’s hand
strayed back to the box to find something else for him.
    “ Holy shit.” The memory burst alive in her mind, the details
crystal clear, his face etched into her memory.
    “ What?” at least three different voices demanded
simultaneously.
    “ It’s him.” She jabbed a finger at the man in the photo. “The
finger at Court, Helene… It’s him.” The faces looking at her
registered bemusement, confusion and outright concern. She took a
breath and tried again. “At Princep Court, when Mariska called the
demons to provide a smokescreen so that Helene could have me
captured. Kyle, you were there; you should recognise him
too.”
    Kyle shook his
head, and the rest still looked perplexed.
    “ He is the human who took me to her. At gunpoint. Raz hurt him
in the fight.” When Gabi and Julius had been ordered to Princep
Court to face charges brought about by Mariska, one of the
Princeps, a Vampire named Helene, had been trying to have Gabi
killed. She’d very much wanted the position of Julius’s Consort
once his new power level had been revealed. When she and Gabi had
faced off, Razor had bitten off one of her fingers during the
fight. She’d run once Kyle and Caspian