Time's Hostage by Ann Gimpel

Author:Ann Gimpel [Gimpel, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ann Gimpel Books, LLC
Published: 2019-01-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Beyond taking his falcon form and working over his forge, Tavin hadn’t used much magic since his self-imposed exile. He marveled at Sorcha’s power; it slammed into his, scouting out deficiencies and filling them. Combined magics were always strongest, and between the two of them, they covered witch, Druid, and demon power.

He’d only meant for tonight to be experimental, a bare beginning, but once they began, he was caught up in her enthusiasm—and his own.

“Let’s try that borderworld transit once more,” she said, pushing hair back from her sweaty forehead.

“Aye, ’twas a wee bit on the rocky side,” he agreed.

“Only on account of you were worried we’d end up on one of the demon-controlled worlds by accident.”

He nodded. “’Twas a fifty-fifty proposition, lass. What do ye say we bring blades this time?”

She grinned. It lightened her features and made her look young and carefree. She might still be on the youngish side as magic-wielders went, but she’d never been carefree. His heart had gone out to her when she’d told him bits and pieces of her past, but he knew better than to cluck over her or offer sympathy. She was proud, and she’d reject anything that looked like him feeling sorry for her.

“So long as I can bring the one I used in John O’Groats,” she replied.

“Ye liked that one, eh?”

“It fit my hand perfectly, and it had enough heft to create a good swing.”

“Done. It’s in the car. I can run up and get that one plus another for me.”

Sorcha tossed her discarded vest over her shoulders. “Waste of time. Let’s teleport outside, grab the weapons, and we can leave from there.”

The words were no sooner out of her mouth than he felt the bite of her power snatching him. One moment, they were in Sean’s workshop. The next, they stood next to his ancient Renault. He opened the hatch and moved aside while she rooted through the pile of craft-honed steel. Once she’d extracted the longsword and its belt and sheath, he hunted for a heavier blade.

“Why not bring one like mine?” she asked, casting her gaze over the one he’d selected.

“This way, we’ll have a choice.” A corner of his mouth twitched downward. “I can cut off two heads in a single swipe with this one.”

“Are you truly thinking we’ll have to fight our way out of something?” She raised a blonde brow. “I’ve ended up on a few borderworlds. Most have been empty.”

“And the others?”

“Demons, but at that point they recognized me as one of them.”

“Maybe they still would,” he ventured.

“Not a chance. The word’s gone out long since that I defected. Hell doesn’t tolerate traitors. Or much of anyone else, truth be told. Are you ready?”

He slammed the hatch to make sure the latch engaged. He was more than ready, but it was because combining their magic was heady, intoxicating. He’d started to talk with her about how unusual everything about their joined power was but had held back.

At first, he’d thought it

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