me. He knew you were my weakness.” Evrik blinked back his emotions. “He almost killed you.” Evrik’s eyes shifted over to Chase. “Then Chase showed up and saved you from immediate death. I found you dying next to him and went to find Alea. She created an elixir and healed you.”
“What about the leader? In my dream, he got away.”
“Valisk has the stolen abilities of premonition, lightning speed, and mind control. He used his lightning speed to get away from Chase—the bear. We never found him,” Evrik said.
Once Sam had partially absorbed everything, her brows rose up to her hairline. She looked over at Chase, who seemed to be barely listening. “Hey!” She tapped his leg with the back of her hand. “You have lots of explaining to do. Pit bulls and bears. What are you exactly, other than the ‘part-animal’ thing?”
“I’m a—” Another knock at the door interrupted Chase.
“Who could that be? It’s almost five in the morning.” Sam didn’t think she had any other boyfriends who could be knocking. Except for Cale— ugh —that was a frightening thought.
“Maybe I should get it,” Evrik suggested. Sam knew he was thinking the same thing.
She gripped her sheets with both fists, preparing to throw her comforter over her head to try to disappear. Her life had become a freakish love circus full of abilities, Lightwarriors, dark-seducers, monsters, and half-animal people.
Evrik opened the door for Vicky. She walked in hesitantly.
“Was there a party someone forgot to invite me to?” she chafed sullenly.
Chase stiffened, suddenly sitting straight up in his chair for the first time since he’d sat down. He uncrossed his leg and put his foot on the floor. All of the color drained from his face, leaving his lips white and straight. He pressed them together tightly, staring at Vicky with uncomfortable anxiety. He looked like he was about to pass out.
“What are you doing here, Vicky?” Sam asked, no longer clutching her sheets. Vicky was annoying and rude, but not scary.
“I didn’t mean to disturb you — well, honestly, I don’t really care, but I was just wondering if Chase would be coming back to his room sometime soon.” She switched her bright blue gaze over to Chase, who had now turned green, appearing as if he could throw up at any moment. “You’ve been gone for like forty-five minutes.” Vicky pointed to her watch, a hint of satisfaction in her tone.
Sam fumed in the uncomfortable silence for what seemed like minutes, unable to force any air into her lungs. Her face reddened, as if all the blood had been squeezed from her heart up to her head. Outrage—complete outrage. If looks could kill, both Chase and Vicky would be cold and stiff.
“Sam—” Evrik said, looking over at Chase, Vicky, then back at Sam again.
Unable to find words, she didn’t answer him.
Evrik placed his hand on her leg. “Sam. What’s wrong?” he drew closer and whispered. “Are you remembering something again?”
“No,” she said coldly. Her hands began to shake. Icicles could have formed around the room the way the temperature plummeted.
“Chase. Leave,” Sam said too calmly, without a glance in his direction.
“Samantha, wait, let me explain.” Chase moved swiftly around the bed and knelt down in front of her.
“Go — now.” She stared at her bed, refusing to look at him. She didn’t even want to see his face. She bit back the urge to scream.
“Just hear me out.” He took her hand. Sam wrenched it out of his grasp. “Don’t touch me.”
“Look, man. I think you should leave,” Evrik suggested sternly.
“Is there something wrong?” Vicky asked. “Look, you figure out whatever it is you need to figure out. Chase, I’ll meet you back in your room. Don’t keep me waiting too long,” she said in a sing-song voice.
Chase’s head whipped around. “Go back to your own room, Vicky.”
“But — ”
“Just GO!” Chase shouted.
Vicky yelped, took in a deep
“What about the leader? In my dream, he got away.”
“Valisk has the stolen abilities of premonition, lightning speed, and mind control. He used his lightning speed to get away from Chase—the bear. We never found him,” Evrik said.
Once Sam had partially absorbed everything, her brows rose up to her hairline. She looked over at Chase, who seemed to be barely listening. “Hey!” She tapped his leg with the back of her hand. “You have lots of explaining to do. Pit bulls and bears. What are you exactly, other than the ‘part-animal’ thing?”
“I’m a—” Another knock at the door interrupted Chase.
“Who could that be? It’s almost five in the morning.” Sam didn’t think she had any other boyfriends who could be knocking. Except for Cale— ugh —that was a frightening thought.
“Maybe I should get it,” Evrik suggested. Sam knew he was thinking the same thing.
She gripped her sheets with both fists, preparing to throw her comforter over her head to try to disappear. Her life had become a freakish love circus full of abilities, Lightwarriors, dark-seducers, monsters, and half-animal people.
Evrik opened the door for Vicky. She walked in hesitantly.
“Was there a party someone forgot to invite me to?” she chafed sullenly.
Chase stiffened, suddenly sitting straight up in his chair for the first time since he’d sat down. He uncrossed his leg and put his foot on the floor. All of the color drained from his face, leaving his lips white and straight. He pressed them together tightly, staring at Vicky with uncomfortable anxiety. He looked like he was about to pass out.
“What are you doing here, Vicky?” Sam asked, no longer clutching her sheets. Vicky was annoying and rude, but not scary.
“I didn’t mean to disturb you — well, honestly, I don’t really care, but I was just wondering if Chase would be coming back to his room sometime soon.” She switched her bright blue gaze over to Chase, who had now turned green, appearing as if he could throw up at any moment. “You’ve been gone for like forty-five minutes.” Vicky pointed to her watch, a hint of satisfaction in her tone.
Sam fumed in the uncomfortable silence for what seemed like minutes, unable to force any air into her lungs. Her face reddened, as if all the blood had been squeezed from her heart up to her head. Outrage—complete outrage. If looks could kill, both Chase and Vicky would be cold and stiff.
“Sam—” Evrik said, looking over at Chase, Vicky, then back at Sam again.
Unable to find words, she didn’t answer him.
Evrik placed his hand on her leg. “Sam. What’s wrong?” he drew closer and whispered. “Are you remembering something again?”
“No,” she said coldly. Her hands began to shake. Icicles could have formed around the room the way the temperature plummeted.
“Chase. Leave,” Sam said too calmly, without a glance in his direction.
“Samantha, wait, let me explain.” Chase moved swiftly around the bed and knelt down in front of her.
“Go — now.” She stared at her bed, refusing to look at him. She didn’t even want to see his face. She bit back the urge to scream.
“Just hear me out.” He took her hand. Sam wrenched it out of his grasp. “Don’t touch me.”
“Look, man. I think you should leave,” Evrik suggested sternly.
“Is there something wrong?” Vicky asked. “Look, you figure out whatever it is you need to figure out. Chase, I’ll meet you back in your room. Don’t keep me waiting too long,” she said in a sing-song voice.
Chase’s head whipped around. “Go back to your own room, Vicky.”
“But — ”
“Just GO!” Chase shouted.
Vicky yelped, took in a deep
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