I? Need I remind you who I really am?” Athena wasn’t sure what she was missing, but it must have been something big. Sheila changed her tune very quickly after that comment.
“No.”
“So will you help me?” Athena was standing next to Darian now. She held his free hand and pleaded with the witch. She wanted to go home. Darian was her forever. This was how it was going to work for them.
After a moment of silence, Sheila looked at Athena. Darian was still holding his threatening position to her left. Her eyes fell on Athena’s. Something in them must have changed her mind. Her features softened just before she spoke. “It will take more than just my power to give you back your life.”
“How much more power?” Darian backed away from her a little.
“I will need three members of my coven to perform the ritual. It will take me a few days to gather them here.”
“You have twenty four hours.”
“I can’t possibly!” She stood up and actually stomped her foot like a petulant child. If the situation hadn’t been so intense it would have been funny.
“You will!”
“Fine.”
“We will meet you here in twenty four hours. You will be here with only those you need or I will be here with a compliment of soldiers willing to take out some witches.” His confidence in his words was tangible. Athena was not sure what he meant, but if a threat was what it took count her in.
“You wouldn’t?” The look of panic on Sheila’s face was priceless. She knew he was being deadly serious right now.
“Try me.”
He grabbed Athena’s hand and pulled her back toward the bike. Her mind was clearly reeling from what she just witnessed. They didn’t speak all the way to the bike. She put her helmet on and wrapped her arms around him. He took off back toward the town they just left. There was a little hotel just on the outskirts. She was sure that was where he was headed, but they blew right by it. He pulled down a dirt road instead. They traveled down the road for a mile before she saw a beautiful old farm house. He pulled in front of it and shut the motor off.
“Home for the night.” He took his helmet off and smiled.
“Where are we?”
“This is a friend’s house. They have gone to Florida for a few days.” Darian was lying to her again, but he couldn’t hurt her. He wasn’t sure how she would react if she knew he had fathered children. It wasn’t something you surprised on someone the day before they were going to be changed forever.
“A friend?”
“Yes. Would I have a key otherwise?”
He swung open the door to reveal the inside matched the outside. It was decorated with antiques and some of the oldest wallpaper she had ever seen. He led her to the staircase and pulled her up the stairs. It was so dark she tripped on the last step. He waited until he was in the doorway of the bedroom to turn on the light. The room was extraordinary. It was simply dressed with antiques and a queen size bed with a handmade quilt on it. It wasn’t the finest on the planet, but it certainly looked comfortable.
“Let’s get this off of you.” He slid her jacket off. Then he grabbed the bag and set it on the floor.
“Why don’t you get comfortable?” He had walked over to the bed and sat down. The springs let out a horrible noise as they took on his weight. It was clear this room hadn’t been used in a little while.
“Do they have a tub?”
“Sure.”
“I could really use a hot bath right now.”
“Here let me.”
He walked through the door in his stocking feet while pulling his shirt over his head. She heard him turn the water on. She took some time to look around the room. She couldn’t believe Darian knew the people that owned this house. It didn’t seem to suit his personality at all. The pictures on the wall showed an older couple. There were a few with children in them as well. They all seemed to have familiar faces but she couldn’t put her finger on it.
“It’s ready.”
“Good.”
“No.”
“So will you help me?” Athena was standing next to Darian now. She held his free hand and pleaded with the witch. She wanted to go home. Darian was her forever. This was how it was going to work for them.
After a moment of silence, Sheila looked at Athena. Darian was still holding his threatening position to her left. Her eyes fell on Athena’s. Something in them must have changed her mind. Her features softened just before she spoke. “It will take more than just my power to give you back your life.”
“How much more power?” Darian backed away from her a little.
“I will need three members of my coven to perform the ritual. It will take me a few days to gather them here.”
“You have twenty four hours.”
“I can’t possibly!” She stood up and actually stomped her foot like a petulant child. If the situation hadn’t been so intense it would have been funny.
“You will!”
“Fine.”
“We will meet you here in twenty four hours. You will be here with only those you need or I will be here with a compliment of soldiers willing to take out some witches.” His confidence in his words was tangible. Athena was not sure what he meant, but if a threat was what it took count her in.
“You wouldn’t?” The look of panic on Sheila’s face was priceless. She knew he was being deadly serious right now.
“Try me.”
He grabbed Athena’s hand and pulled her back toward the bike. Her mind was clearly reeling from what she just witnessed. They didn’t speak all the way to the bike. She put her helmet on and wrapped her arms around him. He took off back toward the town they just left. There was a little hotel just on the outskirts. She was sure that was where he was headed, but they blew right by it. He pulled down a dirt road instead. They traveled down the road for a mile before she saw a beautiful old farm house. He pulled in front of it and shut the motor off.
“Home for the night.” He took his helmet off and smiled.
“Where are we?”
“This is a friend’s house. They have gone to Florida for a few days.” Darian was lying to her again, but he couldn’t hurt her. He wasn’t sure how she would react if she knew he had fathered children. It wasn’t something you surprised on someone the day before they were going to be changed forever.
“A friend?”
“Yes. Would I have a key otherwise?”
He swung open the door to reveal the inside matched the outside. It was decorated with antiques and some of the oldest wallpaper she had ever seen. He led her to the staircase and pulled her up the stairs. It was so dark she tripped on the last step. He waited until he was in the doorway of the bedroom to turn on the light. The room was extraordinary. It was simply dressed with antiques and a queen size bed with a handmade quilt on it. It wasn’t the finest on the planet, but it certainly looked comfortable.
“Let’s get this off of you.” He slid her jacket off. Then he grabbed the bag and set it on the floor.
“Why don’t you get comfortable?” He had walked over to the bed and sat down. The springs let out a horrible noise as they took on his weight. It was clear this room hadn’t been used in a little while.
“Do they have a tub?”
“Sure.”
“I could really use a hot bath right now.”
“Here let me.”
He walked through the door in his stocking feet while pulling his shirt over his head. She heard him turn the water on. She took some time to look around the room. She couldn’t believe Darian knew the people that owned this house. It didn’t seem to suit his personality at all. The pictures on the wall showed an older couple. There were a few with children in them as well. They all seemed to have familiar faces but she couldn’t put her finger on it.
“It’s ready.”
“Good.”
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