He rubbed his face. “I can’t . . . I just . . . Anna, swear you’ll never engage another Neph like that. You’re bloody lucky Kope showed! God, what would I do? Look at you!”
He pushed my hair aside and cursed at the sight of my shoulder and back.
“I’d no clue you were injured,” he whispered. “I was too rough. . . .”
“I’m okay. I swear. You had to be rough. It was more convincing that way.”
“I’ll kill them.”
“Sh.” I pulled Kaidan back down to lie next to me and watched him breathe as he worked through his anger.
After ten minutes I said, “We can probably get up now, right? I think that’s long enough to get the job done.”
My words pulled him from his dark thoughts enough to make him chuckle. “Ah, luv, I’d certainly hope not.”
It was a relief to hear him joking. We sat up, and just as I was about to ask if he thought the spirit would come back, he turned and kissed me for real, cupping my face. I gripped his shoulders, gasping at the feel of our bare chests meeting as our passion urged us closer. I forced myself to pull back.
“Oh, God,” he said. “Clothes. Now.”
“You first,” I said.
“Look away,” he advised. “Unless you want an eyeful.”
I turned my head, partly out of embarrassment and partly because if I let my curiosity get the best of me and he caught me staring, he might attack. And I might let him.
My head snapped up when I heard Kaidan curse, and I found him standing there shirtless, facing the same hovering spirit that had left us ten minutes earlier.
“Yes, I’m obviously done,” Kaidan said to it, sounding bored.
The spirit turned toward me, and even though my chest was covered by the blanket, I wanted to pull it up higher. I didn’t dare move.
The spirit must have said something else telepathically to Kai, because he responded in a snide tone, “You do that.”
When the spirit flew away, Kaidan let out a breath and said in a low voice, “He’s gone to tell Pharzuph.”
I swallowed a dry lump and nodded. Kai bent to pick up my discarded clothes and tossed them to me before disappearing into the bathroom.
The whole time I dressed, a question continued churning inside me: Kaidan or the world? I’d been spared making that choice today, but it seemed inevitable that I’d have to eventually. Could I do the right thing if it meant Kaidan would lose his life? Tears threatened to fall again, but I fought them back, putting on a strong face and closing my eyes.
Please, God. Don’t make me choose.
CHAPTER TEN
WORRIES APLENTY
We opted to stay in the hotel room awhile longer now that the whisper was gone, but we knew we’d have to leave soon.
Kaidan stretched out on his back and looked longingly at my lap, which was at the perfect level to lay his head. I would have loved to run my fingers through his hair again, but didn’t want to take any chances. Having him there with me felt unreal. I expected him to be snatched away at any moment. I never fully relaxed, always tense and waiting for a dark spirit or enemy Neph.
“What happens now?” I asked.
“I have to go back to L.A.” His voice mirrored my sadness. “But I don’t want to leave you.”
“You must be tired.”
He pulled my hand under the covers and twined our fingers together. “I’ll sleep on the plane.”
I needed to be strong, but after experiencing how easily two Neph could overpower me, the thought of being alone was more frightening than ever.
“I haven’t heard from my dad,” I said. “I’m starting to worry. He’s gone a long time without calling before, but never when things were this serious.”
Kaidan sighed, sitting up and facing me, never letting go of my hand.
“I have news about that. They’re trying to get him kicked off earth.”
My stomach sank.
“Father flew me to Atlanta yesterday morning. He said you and Belial are suspected traitors, and that there were Neph and whisperers tracking you. I was sent with that bloody demon to confirm your lack of purity. I imagine they’ve got other trackers on your father, giving him hell.”
I rubbed my forehead, the twinge of a headache coming on. I felt like Kaidan was giving me the abridged version by the way he stared off in thought.
“What else did he say to you?” I asked. I studied his serious face.
He hesitated.
“Tell me.”
“There was nothing more about your father.”
He was staring at my hands, not meeting my eyes. I scooted closer and forced my face into his line of sight.
“I don’t want any secrets between us.”
“It’s not a secret, Anna. Just something not worth upsetting you about.”
I crossed my arms and sat up straight. He took in my stern face. If there was anything I couldn’t stand, it was being left in the dark, and he knew it.
He shook his head, eyes staring at the ceiling as if exasperated.
“Let’s just say my father expects you to have no trace of purity left after our meeting today.”
I had expected that was the case when he showed, but knowing what it meant, made me tremble. The prophecy called for a Neph who was pure of heart. Kaidan’s father had sent him to be sure I would never be able to fulfill the prophecy. So when the truth came out, someday, that I was still pure of heart, still able to fight the Dukes and send them back to hell, Kaidan would be to blame. And just like with Flynn, they wouldn’t hesitate to kill him.
I couldn’t breathe. I had to stand up. I paced in front of the bed.
“Anna . . .”
“Pharzuph will kill you as soon as he gets a whiff of me, won’t he?”
“You’ll be dead on the spot were his words,” Kaidan deadpanned.
I stopped and leaned my palms on the desk, letting my head hang.
Kaidan came up behind me, kneading my shoulders with his warm hands.
“It doesn’t matter,” he said gently. “You won’t see him again anytime soon, luv. Not until it’s time to fulfill the prophecy, and by then it won’t matter.”
I turned to face him. “But what if I do see him? He’ll go after you right away. They’re not taking any chances this time, Kai.”
I felt caught in an invisible net. Kaidan’s life was linked to my ability to use the sword. We were all intricately involved, like it or not.
“So much has happened,” I whispered.
“Tell me everything.”
I told him about Marek and Caterina being sent, and the constant barrage of whisperers. So much had happened in the few days since we’d spoken. Worst of all was Marna—my eyes burned when I thought about her.