“You got it. Otherwise, forces beyond your control will make it next to impossible to survive as you are, sort of in limbo. You aren’t human, but you are tied to a half-demon. There are other things as well, abilities that could have been transferred from Chase. Your bond was forged by desperate love. Love is powerful. Don’t under estimate its strength.
Stop the presses. There was too much going on in his words. He had me bouncing from left to right. What I did get was…he thought Chase loves me. I might have powers, and something about us being binding our heart, body, and soul. Was that something other than what our current state was?
There is one catch however…” Ives said.
Of course there was.
“It’s never been done before,” he finished.
I am pretty sure my eyes bugged out. So what I gathered from all that mumble jumble was that the binding triforce had never been completed before. Yet Ives thought that Chase and I should be some kind of magical guinea pigs and attempt all three bindings.
Yeah, I am not so sure about that.
Chase came back before I could bombard Ives with a gazillion questions. “Come on Angel, let’s go. We’re done here.” There wasn’t any wiggle room for argument in his statement, and I really didn’t want to expel the energy to do so. Ives had given me much to think about, putting my pretty little head on the verge of information overload.
Chase thanked Ives and shook his hand goodbye, before ushering me out of the shack. “What we’re you talking about before we left?” Chase questioned as he started the car. It purred silently to life.
I flashed him a sassy grin. “How magnificent I am and how extremely lucky you are to have me in your life,” I replied smugly.
He snorted and put the car into gear. “What did he really say, because he most definitely did not spew that kind of nonsense?”
Crossing my arms, I glared straight ahead trying to pretend we weren’t flying down the road at the speed of light. “That you’re a dick and I should run now while I still have the chance.”
This time he flashed me a grin that was mouthwatering. “You can run Angel, but you can’t hide.”
Chapter 12
After that it was pretty quiet in the car. I seethed most of the way home ready to bolt from the close confinements of the car. Being in a small space with Chase, Chase’s ego, and my anger was becoming uncomfortably crowded.
“Are you done pouting Angel Eyes,” he asked when we were almost home.
“For your information I am not pouting. I’m pissed.”
“Either way it’s cute.”
He was the most insufferable, narcissistic, jackass on the planet. Somehow that got me thinking about Ives. “How does Ives know about this stuff?”
“It happened to him.”
“Seriously?”
“Dead serious.”
“Cute. Is he still bound to a human?”
Chase shrugged. “I don’t know. One of the conditions of him seeing us was that we didn’t ask him personal questions.”
Debating whether or not I should press the fact that I was dying to know what happened between Ives and the human he was linked to. It was going to drive me insane. Were they still linked? How did it happen? Was it a soulbond like ours? Were they dead? All of these questions were reeling in my head when I heard Chase swear out of nowhere.
“What the hell?”
Without any warning, he whipped the car to the shoulder of the road. Gravel spit out from under the tires as he slammed on the brakes. I followed his gaze to the woods along the side of the road and just caught a glimmer of red shooting through the dense trees.
Then I heard the handle of his door pop open. When I looked back to him, he was already out of the car. “What are you doing?” I demanded, my heart picking up.
“Hunter. Stay put. You got that?” Chase ordered, like he was the highest Supreme Court.
I blinked.
“Angel, I mean it,” he added. Every muscle in his body was tense, and his eyes began to glow like shooting comets. It wasn’t yet dark but it wasn’t long before we lost all sunlight. There were just a few twinkling stars breaking out into the blue sky. It was one of the nights were you could see both the sun and the moon.
I sulked in the seat. “Fine,” I huffed, sinking into the leather upholstery with my arms crossed. I stared straight ahead even as my heart leaped into my throat. He was leaving me alone. By my lonesome, while he went after a hunter.
Yeah, I wasn’t a happy camper.
When the driver’s side door clicked closed, I turned in my seat just in time to see Chase’s image blur before my eyes into the barren forest. This time of year the trees were just a shell of bark, but the forest floor was blanketed in dried, crumpled leaves.
I despised the woods and all the spine-chilling, terrible things that seem to migrate there. And I wasn’t talking about bears, lions, or even wood elves. There were much, much worse things lurking in these woods.