12/24/2022 0 Comments Soulless robeWhen I bumped into him and my vision stopped spinning, I saw the serious shit we were in. Lumbering up the ditch to the road, I followed Calan. Again, I pushed myself out of the open passenger door, grateful the truck hadn’t landed upside down. Ignoring his warning, I slid across the bench seat and gingerly stepped out of the truck onto uneven ground, careful not to slide down the ditch as Calan had. “Stay here,” he said before stalking off to the road. I almost forgot I needed to get away from the gasoline leaking car. Since I’d met him, he had shown me a series of dashing heroics, defending me from evil spirits and demons. Clark Kent had nothing on Calan’s chiseled jaw, cerulean blue eyes, and sculpted warrior body. Perhaps it was the car accident that left me woozy, but with his profile in view all I could think of was how this man was my own personal superman. As I was about to take it, Calan retracted the offer, his head snapping toward the road. He held out a shaking hand to me to help me out of the vehicle. His blue eyes settled on me, worry lines gathered all around them. Fear pulsated through me.Ĭalan closed his eyes, frustration creasing his brow, and took a steadying few breaths before successfully standing. Between that and the car accident, he now seemed as weak and helpless as me. Normally, Calan was a tireless machine, but he was still depleted from using the entirety of his powers to kill the demon lord who had tried to eat my soul. When Calan tried to stand up, he slipped again. The looming pine forest lining the road seemed darker than before, as if they had been waiting for something. Though we’d escaped with our lives, the twilight felt unnatural… foreboding. A chilling breeze swept in through the open door, penetrating my clothes and my already stiff, sore body. Orange light streaked through the coiling gray clouds. The cicadas chirped mercilessly in an emphatic chorus. He grabbed for the half-broken handle, catching himself before he went down. He lost his footing when he got out of the rusted, forest green truck, sliding down the ditch. As the blood rushed away from my head, my lips tightened.Īfter a few tries, Calan wrenched the door open. Relief was brief as I was hit in the face with the overpowering odor of gasoline. It took a second but then I felt the rise and fall of his ribs. I put my hand on his back, panic constricting my throat. Blood poured from his nostrils, dripping onto his pants. Travis was slumped over, his face smashed into the steering wheel. His eyes slid past me, and alarm tensed his features. His deep blue eyes anxiously searched me, too. Are you?” I turned to see blood trickling down his temple from his dark curly hair, but other than that, his ridiculously handsome face was unmarred. His large hand closed around mine.ĭespite the tear trails, and the ringing in my ears, I was eerily alert. If Calan and I had still been in the truck bed, we would have been instantly killed. My hands were braced against the dashboard and it took another moment to register the trail of hot tears on my face. I must have blacked out because the truck was now right side up again, except I was staring into the ditch and the roof of the cab was smashing down, brushing against my hair.
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