might find us if we stay too long.”
She stood, unclasped her necklace and slid it back in the box.
“You know where we need to go?” he asked.
“Northern Alaska.” She glanced at him, trying to gauge his reaction, but he seemed to be nearly as good as she was at hiding his emotions.
Her hope lay in Jezzie’s message, and the strange, nearly impossible feeling that there might just be some slight chance she could trust this man.
It would have been so easy for him to chain her, or any number of things, while she’d been caught up in the vision. Yet, he’d kept his word… So far.
Chapter Seven
A fter a too short nap, Sean felt slightly more awake. Before long though, he’d need a decent amount of rest or his thinking would turn fuzzy and frazzled.
After brushing and rebraiding her long, mesmerizingly colored hair, Mayah stuffed everything back in her bag. Her face remained blank as she turned to him, though her hands shook imperceptibly.
He cleared his throat. “What did you see in your vision?”
She shrugged. “My brother. The day Atlantis fell.”
“Atlantis? Why am I not surprised to find out it was real?”
Shooting him a wry look, she said, “Maybe because you know so many myths do actually exist?”
“Perhaps. So what was important about the day it fell that it showed up in your vision?”
“I’m not quite sure.” She picked up her pack and headed to the door. “We can talk more on the drive.”
He grabbed his few things, glad he’d filled up on blood as she’d slept. He didn’t understand her aversion to his drinking it. For vampires, it was food as much as the sandwiches they’d eaten earlier. His body needed both just the same.
The sun shone bright as they headed to his truck. He remained alert for any sign of demons, but they checked out and drove away without mishap.
In the passenger seat, Mayah slipped off her shoes and pulled her legs up, crossing them as she leaned back. “You planning on driving the whole way?”
He glanced over. “Oregon to Alaska is only a few days’ drive. I know some back roads. They’ll take a little longer, but we won’t have to deal with traffic or trying to cross the borders.”
Her eyes swirled with a strange light he thought might be a spark of interest. “How?”
Thinking of the endless cross-country trips he’d taken while running from a different demon, he only said, “I like to drive.”
Which, for the most part, was true. It relaxed him. On the highway, speeding along the road, he could escape into an almost meditative state. Look at things more clearly, see the big picture. Think.
“I don’t believe that’s all,” she stated lightly. “But if you don’t want to talk about it, fine. Instead, tell me why you avoid your demon side. Your magic.”
His hands clenched the steering wheel, shoulders tensing. “I’d rather not discuss that, either.”
“It may have came from the ether, but my words before were true. If you don’t embrace all of who and what you are, you will be lost.”
He suppressed a shudder at the thought of tapping into his demon side. “Why don’t you tell me about your vision of Atlantis?”
“As you wish. Atlantis didn’t fall like the myths say. It was attacked, and those who did the attacking controlled the weather.”
Sean’s mind spun at such power.
“I was following the Princeling when the storms came in. Lightning struck the palace, destroying it and killing the King. Then someone, a guard maybe, grabbed the Prince to take him to safety.”
“Didn’t succeed, I guess, since everyone in Atlantis died.” An entire civilization, wiped out in the blink of an eye.
“You truly think none survived?” she laughed lightly, the bell-like sound soothing some part deep inside him. “There are those with Atlantean blood living still. We call them Fey.”
Shock coursed through him. His king’s tiny wife was part Fey, it was where her Omega magic came from. His mother…
She stood, unclasped her necklace and slid it back in the box.
“You know where we need to go?” he asked.
“Northern Alaska.” She glanced at him, trying to gauge his reaction, but he seemed to be nearly as good as she was at hiding his emotions.
Her hope lay in Jezzie’s message, and the strange, nearly impossible feeling that there might just be some slight chance she could trust this man.
It would have been so easy for him to chain her, or any number of things, while she’d been caught up in the vision. Yet, he’d kept his word… So far.
Chapter Seven
A fter a too short nap, Sean felt slightly more awake. Before long though, he’d need a decent amount of rest or his thinking would turn fuzzy and frazzled.
After brushing and rebraiding her long, mesmerizingly colored hair, Mayah stuffed everything back in her bag. Her face remained blank as she turned to him, though her hands shook imperceptibly.
He cleared his throat. “What did you see in your vision?”
She shrugged. “My brother. The day Atlantis fell.”
“Atlantis? Why am I not surprised to find out it was real?”
Shooting him a wry look, she said, “Maybe because you know so many myths do actually exist?”
“Perhaps. So what was important about the day it fell that it showed up in your vision?”
“I’m not quite sure.” She picked up her pack and headed to the door. “We can talk more on the drive.”
He grabbed his few things, glad he’d filled up on blood as she’d slept. He didn’t understand her aversion to his drinking it. For vampires, it was food as much as the sandwiches they’d eaten earlier. His body needed both just the same.
The sun shone bright as they headed to his truck. He remained alert for any sign of demons, but they checked out and drove away without mishap.
In the passenger seat, Mayah slipped off her shoes and pulled her legs up, crossing them as she leaned back. “You planning on driving the whole way?”
He glanced over. “Oregon to Alaska is only a few days’ drive. I know some back roads. They’ll take a little longer, but we won’t have to deal with traffic or trying to cross the borders.”
Her eyes swirled with a strange light he thought might be a spark of interest. “How?”
Thinking of the endless cross-country trips he’d taken while running from a different demon, he only said, “I like to drive.”
Which, for the most part, was true. It relaxed him. On the highway, speeding along the road, he could escape into an almost meditative state. Look at things more clearly, see the big picture. Think.
“I don’t believe that’s all,” she stated lightly. “But if you don’t want to talk about it, fine. Instead, tell me why you avoid your demon side. Your magic.”
His hands clenched the steering wheel, shoulders tensing. “I’d rather not discuss that, either.”
“It may have came from the ether, but my words before were true. If you don’t embrace all of who and what you are, you will be lost.”
He suppressed a shudder at the thought of tapping into his demon side. “Why don’t you tell me about your vision of Atlantis?”
“As you wish. Atlantis didn’t fall like the myths say. It was attacked, and those who did the attacking controlled the weather.”
Sean’s mind spun at such power.
“I was following the Princeling when the storms came in. Lightning struck the palace, destroying it and killing the King. Then someone, a guard maybe, grabbed the Prince to take him to safety.”
“Didn’t succeed, I guess, since everyone in Atlantis died.” An entire civilization, wiped out in the blink of an eye.
“You truly think none survived?” she laughed lightly, the bell-like sound soothing some part deep inside him. “There are those with Atlantean blood living still. We call them Fey.”
Shock coursed through him. His king’s tiny wife was part Fey, it was where her Omega magic came from. His mother…
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