Every day this week I will be posting favorite scenes from the Kate Daniels series. I’d love it if you’d share your favorite scenes too. Be sure to check back in Friday for a look at Magic Triumphs and a chance to win a book from the series. Beware!! There are spoilers present. If you have read the series, proceed at your own risk. 

I’ve had so much fun wandering down memory lane on the way to the final installment of this outstanding world. There aren’t many series I re-read from beginning to end but this one has and will continue to always withstand the test of time.

I decided to post Curran’s POV after the event in Magic Bleeds. It complements yesterday’s post and really, anything from Curran is always fun.

At the end of Magic Bleeds, Curran is in a coma. Curran being Curran ignored Kate’s warning and attempted to interfere with the blood ward, injuring himself. Unsure if Curran will recover, Kate has him taken back to the Keep and watches over him 24/7. Of course, the Pack being the Pack, there are some who feel this is the best time to not only get her out of the way but take over as the new Beast Lord. Kate prevails and when Curran awakes and discovers what his people have done…well let’s just say he’s not happy.

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Oh yes, Daddy’s home and he ain’t happy. Playtime was over.

I floated for eternity in a sea of agony. Sometimes if I concentrated and blocked out the pain, I could hear her voice from far away. I focused on the sound, willing myself slowly toward it. Finally, after how long I didn’t know, I came around and could even make out a bit of what she was saying. “…seems like a decent guy. Now they’re stuck.”

He had someone, she had someone, nobody was talking and Kate didn’t know what to do. She looked tired and battered. Still, I had never in my life seen someone more beautiful. Nor had I ever been happier to be near them. For some reason, the answer to her dilemma came to me far easier than all the things I really wanted to say.

“Have you tried the Second Chance Law?” I asked softly.

Her eyes still did not open… maybe we were sharing a dream. I explained as best I could and hugged her as hard as I was able. Finall,y she looked at me.

“You stayed with me,” I whispered.

She said something I couldn’t quite catch, but it didn’t matter as much as her being there to say it. I smiled and fell back asleep. Real sleep this time–no red haze, just darkness. I knew she’d be there when I came back to the world. No matter what. Eventually, I woke again–something was in my arm and I wanted it out. As I located the source of my irritation, Kate came into the room carrying what smelled like soup.

“What is this shit?” I demanded as I pulled the needle out of my arm.

“It kept you alive for eleven days,” she informed me.

Almost two weeks! I had lain like that for nearly two goddamn weeks, and she had stayed with me. It wasn’t the IV that had kept me alive. The truth of it stunned me. She handed me the soup, but I set it aside and pulled her close. We held each other for a time. Soon, however, Derek’s familiar knock broke our reverie and short-lived reunion.

“Kate,” he inquired quietly, clearly asking permission.to cross the threshold. With an authority in her voice that I had never heard, she instructed him to enter. The once-handsome young man did so and informed her of another wolf who demanded an audience, citing some “emergency.”

“…probably another challenge…”

Challenge? For me? Every muscle in my body tensed. Really, were they fucking crazy? I’d almost died and they were queuing up to get a piece of what was left of me. I glanced at Kate and her face said it all. She wore a look of weary resignation, and the fractured pieces fell into place. Not me, they were challenging her. Hell no, this shit was going to stop right now. Sensing the sudden danger, Derek glanced at me and abruptly fell silent. Before he could recover, I ordered him to send the challenger in but not to inform them that I had awakened. The young wolf closed his mouth, turned, and departed quickly to carry out my command. He’d always been a smart kid. Kate helped me to stand; I’d be damned if they’d see me lying in bed like a weakling.

“Is today Wednesday?”

“Yes,” she said.

Pack Council day. Perfect. I picked up the bowl. As I sipped the soup she had brought in earlier, Jaime Alicia strode into the room as if he owned it. So eager to harm my mate and take what was mine. One of Clan Wolf’s best fighters, a boxer in his youth, he was tall and well built. I had seen him fight; I knew he was strong and fast. I was also sure that Kate could cut him into little pieces before the soup got cold. I would never admit it, but she was damn good with that sword of hers. Not that she would have to–he would be dead before he touched her.

None of them would ever harm her again. I would see them all dead first.