Josh was white-faced, clearly seeing me as well. I didn’t understand! I could see my amulet in my mind’s eye, the threads being cut as they shifted from future to present, but I was visible!
Her full lips curved up in a smile, and Nakita jerked me closer, wrapping her arm around my neck and pinning my back to her. “I don’t know what you’re trying to do, but stop drawing on my amulet, you little succubus!”
Heramulet ? I thought, then realized what had happened. Just as when I’d been dead in the morgue and Barnabas’s amulet had tied me to the present, so was Nakita’s now.Dumb, dumb, dumb! I berated myself. I might be able to see Grace, but I wasn’t entirely invisible.Damn it!
Immediately I stopped destroying the threads, and Grace became a hazy ball of light. Nakita still had me, and I tried to get out from her hold, to no avail.
“Let her go!” Josh shouted as he jumped at us.
God, no!
Nakita ducked back out of Josh’s swing, yanking me off balance. Before I could gain my footing, she kicked out, hitting him in his solar plexus. Josh flew back, an ugly noise escaping him as he fell to his knees beside my abandoned camera and tried to breathe. His eyes were wide, and sweat plastered his hair to his face. Nakita was a lot stronger than she looked.
“Okay. You got me. Leave him alone,” I said breathlessly as I eyed first her sword, then her amulet, inches from me.
“Kairos wants to see you,” she said, her pale blue eyes looking cold. “Apparently there is a small matter about bringing your soul and body and my scythe together.”
Crap,I thought, trying to twist away. This was so not good. “Promise me you’ll leave Josh alone,” I said, reaching up past her arm at my throat until my fingertips brushed the cool stone about her neck. Nothing happened. If I could touch it, I could take it. As long as I didn’t claim it, I’d be okay. She smiled and shifted me away so that my fingertips slipped off.
“Your friend dies first,” she said. “Kairos is two days older than he was last week, and he’s cranky.”
They got me, and she’s going to scythe Josh anyway?I thought. Then I gasped again when Nakita shoved me and I went flying forward, arms and legs flailing. I hit the ground hard beside Josh. My gaze moved to the trees, and I reached to help Josh up, terrified at the dripping black sheets I saw. Black wings were flying through the branches and circling the tree. They could strip my soul and destroy me utterly. What was bringing them in? Both my amulet and Grace were hiding our auras! Weren’t they?
I looked up to see Nakita grinning, showing her perfect teeth. The sharp edge of her blade glinted, and when she lunged for Josh, I rolled, slamming into her legs. Shrieking, she fell on me. I scrambled to get her amulet, and she shoved me off, spinning to stand.
“Madison, get the blazes out of the way!” Grace cried.
Josh groaned. I found my feet, looking for him. He was on his back, staring upward. Nakita’s blade was bared and gleaming in a shaft of light.
“Josh!” I shouted, and I almost cried in relief when he moved to roll over and get his arms under himself.
He wasn’t dead.But he’s hurt. Did she cut him?
Nakita suddenly frowned, clearly not happy. A black wing flew between Josh and me, and my fear grew so heady I could almost taste it. They were getting bolder. I couldn’t let them touch him. Grace dropped down. I tensed when she met one, and it vanished in a sparkle of sideways light. I would have cheered, but another took its place.
“Kairos told me how you stole his amulet,” Nakita said, and my attention rose to her as she stood by the truck with her blade bared. “That was a mistake. It’s not only going to end your life but destroy your soul. The boy is done for. Time to go.”
Seeing Nakita smile as the slight breeze shifted her long hair, I felt my fear turn to anger: anger that she thought I’d go meekly to my end, anger that she had hurt Josh, anger that she was stronger than me, and anger that everything I’d learned yesterday meant nothing. “I’d like to see you try to take me,” I said, falling into a half crouch.
Nakita laughed, her voice setting the last black wings into the air. “You don’t have a choice. It’s fate,”
she said, the happy band music in the background a stark contrast to her threats. “You’re not supposed to have that stone. You’re supposed to be dead. And with you gone, we can all go back to the way things were. The way they have been for millennia.”
“Except I’ll be dead,” I said, and she shrugged.
“You can always just give me the stone right now,” she said, slim hand extended.
“Don’t think so,” I said, and her eyes narrowed.
Grace dropped down beside me, and I waved her away. “Stay with Josh!” I demanded.