Trinity Bound by Carrie Ann Ryan Page A

into Josh’s face. He’d gone pale, with a sickly green hue. She needed to clean the wound then try and heal him. But she didn’t know the consequences of that. And there were always consequences working with something a witch didn’t know. Not to mention they were in the middle of a fight.
     
    Though she suddenly realized it’d gone quiet. Hannah looked over her shoulder, surprised to see Reed killing the last wolf. A mound of dead fur and flesh surrounded him, but he didn’t seem to care. Bloodied and sweaty, he walked towards them, determination on his face.
     
    Everyone who didn’t lie in the pile of death seemed to have vanished. What on earth? Was this all a joke to them? Why had the others left? And why had the demon bitten Josh?
     
    Something didn’t add up, but pinged on her memory. She buried it back though; she had to think about Josh and Reed. And herself.
     
    Reed finally made it to them and placed one hand on her cheek and the other on Josh’s shoulder. With her hand still on Josh’s arm, the three of them gasped. A spark of electricity, magic, or just a simple connection flowed through them. Josh grunted and swayed against her body. Reed widened his eyes and gave a small smile, while she bit her lip in confusion. The three of them glanced at each other but didn’t speak.
     
    Reed lowered his hands while they all looked at each other for answers. What was that? Are we going to talk about it?
     
    “We need to find some place to go,” Josh whispered as he looked up toward the sky.
     
    Apparently they were going to ignore the spark. Hannah grumbled inwardly.
     
    She followed Josh’s gaze. Oh crap. A blizzard. Just what they needed. Dark clouds moved in overhead and the wind picked up, howling through the trees. Fat snowflakes began to fall from the sky, quickly accumulating on the forest floor. With each gust of wind, the temperature dropped another couple of degrees, chilling her to the bone.
     
    Reed went to Josh’s side and put the other man’s arm around his shoulders. Then he, because Reed was smaller than Josh, leaned in and wrapped his arm around Josh’s waist to lift him slightly off the ground.
     
    “I can walk myself,” was Josh’s disgruntled response.
     
    “I’m sure you can. But we need to get out of here quickly. Let us help you.” Reed’s smooth voice held a hint of nervousness but a calming undertone.
     
    They ran together through the forest. Well, they ran as best as they could with two barefoot people half-carrying an injured human. The snow began to fall around them about twenty minutes into their escape. Hannah panted heavy breaths, praying they would find somewhere to ride out the storm soon. From the looks on both men’s faces, their thoughts ran along the same paths.
     
    But other thoughts threatening to edge out the panic and hope for shelter worried her. What would they do when they got there?
     
    And what would they do about each other? Was she really thinking about a ménage with these two men just because they panted for each other in a few brief moments? How will each of them react? How should she react?
     
    Even as the cold surrounded her, her body warmed to the thought of being loved and touched by these two men. Tingles shot up her body and she didn’t bother to suppress them. They kept the cold from seeping into her bones more than it already had and made her think of a future that she didn’t have before. A future with two men. Could it really work? Did she want it to?
     

 
     
    Chapter 7
     
     
    Jesus, his chest hurt. Reed shook off the burning pain of newly healed tissues and even newer slices and bruises and heaved Josh a bit farther into the forest. He didn’t know why the surviving wolves had left, but Reed thanked whatever the reason. Though he might have been stronger than the wolves that leapt at him with their gleaming teeth and sharp claws, he couldn’t have lasted much longer.
     
    Hannah’s breath came out in fast pants on