full name?” She was stalling. She’d sure as hell felt something, like a knife slicing into her brain. “I’m not sure.”
He tilted his head and narrowed his gaze, obviously not believing her. “His name is one word, Nazerel. He has raw power, but his skill is limited. Tell me what you felt.”
“ Someone grabbed my shoulder and something hot stabbed into my head. It’s gone now. I don’t feel it anymore.”
He moved closer, his eyes gleaming, expression suddenly grim. “I need to scan you. It’s likely he tried to anchor a tracer strand. I need to see how far he got.”
She backed up each time he stepped forward , maintaining the distance between them. “I don’t want to feel that again.” Besides she knew nothing more than this man’s name. And the fact that Tori trusted him. The realization did little to ease Angie’s anxiety.
“I’m infinitely more skilled than Nazerel. ” There was no arrogance in his claim, just a firm statement of fact. “I won’t harm you, but I can’t take you to Tori if you’re bugged.”
That ended her retreat. She had a million questions and she’d much rather have answers from her sister than a man she’d just met. If letting him “scan” her was the price for being returned to Tori, then she’d grin and bear it. “Can you turn it off if he planted a bug on me?”
“Likely. Let’s start with a simple scan.” He slowly raised his arm. “The link is easier to form if I touch you.” He pressed his hand against the side of her face, thumb absently tracing her jawline. His eyes were unbelievably beautiful. She’d never seen a blue so light yet intense. “Close your eyes.”
She slowly lowered her lids, but her other senses immediately took over. His fresh, spicy scent became stronger each time she inhaled. His warm breath teased her cheek and her skin tingled beneath his light touch. She grew restless, wondering when he’d start.
“Relax. I need to push deeper.”
A shiver dropped down her spine. Apparently , he was scanning already. His other hand touched her hip then slid around to the small of her back. Strength bled from her legs and she swayed against him. She wasn’t sure if he caused the sudden weakness or if he’d just been expecting it. All she knew was she was glad he was there.
She grasped his shoulder with one hand and wrapped her other arm around his waist as he shifted her head into the bend of his elbow. Light and color erupted inside her mind, swirling through her, sinking deeper as it swept her along.
Then a hot sting burst through her lethargy. She gasped and tried to twist away.
Don’t fight me. The more you resist , the more it will hurt.
Memories crashed through her composure, dark and distant, yet detailed. Her eyes flew open and she twisted out of his embrace then firmly shoved him away. “If it hurts, you shouldn’t do it.”
He was silent for a moment then spoke carefully as he said, “The link is not fully formed, but it is anchored deeply. I must rid your mind of—”
“Screw you! ” She furiously blinked back tears, refusing to submit to past demons or present intimidation. She’d worked too hard and fought too long to be controlled by things she couldn’t change. “Stay out of my head and take me to my sister.”
“If I take you to Tori without severing the link, I’ll endanger everyone.” He crossed his arms over his chest but his expression was carefully neutral. “ If Nazerel completes the link, it will give him direct access to your mind. We can’t allow that to happen.”
“Then take me home. That wo n’t endanger anyone but me.”
“No.”
“No?”
“No.” He emphasized the word with absolute finality.
“Just no? Because you say so?” She made an exasperated sound and kicked a dirt clod at him. “You’re an asshole!”
To her utter astonishment, he laughed. “I’ve been called far worse.” The smile left his lips, but amusement shimmered in his gaze. “Let me spell it out for