unsuccessfully.
Not knowing how to take that, his body got heated from anger. She doesn’t feel anything, when his body comes alive just looking at her. Grinding out in between clinched teeth, “Explain.”
“I mean I don’t feel anything. Not anything but my own emotions. When you are near me my abilities numb until I don’t feel anyone anymore. When you move out of a certain range I am debilitated again with those emotions. They are only getting worse. What am I going to do?” Fighting back the tears. Always fighting.
His body relaxing he didn’t know how to take this new discovery.
“Not only can I not get a reading off of you, I can’t feel anyone else when you are around.”
Cussing under his breath, he was afraid of all the possibilities this meant. Damn he really was strapped with her. “Nothing. Not a thing?” Hoping against hope she was wrong.
“Nothing. The pain is completely gone.” I said now uncomfortable with the contact. His skin feeling like it was on fire as it touched my now cold and clammy body.
“Okay, get into bed. I will stay in here with you tonight.” He said, standing pulling me up onto my feet.
“No way buddy.” All insecurities back, almost willing to fight the emotions instead of being that close to him.
Pulling a chair out. “Don’t flatter yourself angel girl. I need you rested so when we need to run, we can.” Flopping down in the chair, staring at me again.
Angel girl again. Always calling me that when he’s being a hard ass. “Fine. Just don’t look at me while I’m sleeping. It’ll creep me out.”
“Bed.” He said pointing down at it, annoyed at her again. Watching her climb under the covers facing the opposite wall she hid herself the best she could under them. He didn’t care. He had bigger problems. Like how he was going to save her neck. This new information posed a major problem. He didn’t like it. Didn’t like it at all. Wondering what other secrets she was harboring. He didn’t like anyone depending upon him. This was the worst news she could have ever told him. Taking both hands, rubbing the weariness away from his face. He should have known getting his wings back was not going to be an easy task. The High Council wouldn’t make it easy. Hundreds of years on earth and this little human laying in front of him was his ticket to possibly ending his torture here on earth. “I’m so fucked.” Saying under his breath. Knowing he could get punished from the council for cussing. Not really caring at this point. He’d love to have a couple words with them anyhow. For instance, telling them to get someone else for angel girl.
Hours slipped by and daylight was peeking through the curtains. They couldn’t stay in this location much longer. Not knowing exactly who they were dealing with, or how many for that matter. He didn’t like not knowing what enemies were coming for them. He was quite used to it, but didn’t like it just the same. Standing up and walking towards the bed, he kicked the side of the mattress. “Angel girl. Get up. We have to keep moving.”
Stirring, I didn’t know which was worse being woken up by my abilities, or Blane kicking the mattress. Sitting up and rubbing my eyes, I glared up at him. He was looking back at the shut bedroom door like he could see something that I couldn’t.
“To late. They found us.” He said a little too calmly.
Hopping onto the bed and grabbing my hand he pulled me out of it, pushing me behind his back in front of the window. Fear hitting my body, the only sound I could hear in the room was my pounding heart.
“You will not run until I tell you to do so.” He said pushing me into the shadows.
Just as I was about to completely panic and give him a snotty retort, two ugly looking creatures came busting through the door. Creatures was the only word I can find because they didn’t look human but my mind was telling me that they had to be. There is not other option. Blane was stalking