With a bored face, Liam watched as she raised them and threw something at him. He dodged. The purplish green landed on a grave two over from me. The stone melted.
I threw myself harder against the stone. Needed to get away from here.
A second wolf flew past me to tackle Brax as he savaged the draugr’s arm. He knocked Brax away and ripped at him. Blood flew as angry snarls and pained yelps followed.
“How is it that you continue to find the worst circumstances to insert yourself into?” an irate voice asked next to my ear.
“Peter! What are you doing here?”
He sighed and pointed at the mark on my arm. “That mark means I can track you, idiot vampire.”
Same old Peter. Good to know he hadn’t changed when shit hit the fan.
“Okay, less talking, more freeing,” I said.
He seemed in the mood to chat. “Your vampire and wolf friends needed someone to track you, and since they’ve both seen the mark, they were able to find me and insist I help them locate you.”
I gave him a surprised look. And he did it?
He rolled his eyes at me, appearing like the teenager his looks suggested.
“They gave a convincing argument. So here I am.”
Yes, but I would prefer he be helping me escape.
“How nice. So glad you grew a pair. Now if you could just help me get free.”
“It’s not all bad being here. The vampire and wolf alpha have a much better chance recovering my items than you. Of course, since you actually didn’t play a part in me regaining them, it means you will still owe me that hundred years.”
“Wait, what? No, I’m the one who found the draugr. I’m the one who uncovered the plot, and I’m the one who figured out who had your stupid locket and watch fob. No way can you say I didn’t help.”
He shrugged. “Since you’re a little tied up, you won’t be able to assist in their actual retrieval.”
That was bullshit.
“That’s bullshit.”
He smiled.
I really wanted to knock his smug, little teenage-self back on his ass.
“What will it take for you to help me get free?”
He lifted one shoulder and brushed a lock of hair from his forehead. The cuff on his wrist shifted.
“Fine,” I said. “I’ll undo the first lock if you get these chains off me. It should give you some of your powers back.”
He held up his hand and jiggled it. The cuff taunted me.
“Nope. Not doing both locks. It’s one or none.”
He gave the chains surrounding me a significant look.
I glared, not willing to give up my one piece of leverage but also not seeing another way out of this.
Liam sailed through the air and landed next to us. He didn’t move, just lay there with his back to us.
Angela sauntered over with a smirk on her face. “Guess vampires aren’t as dangerous as everybody says. One good shot and he’s out cold. Pathetic.” Her eyes began to glow green as she turned her attention to us. “Now, let’s get you taken care of so my honey and I can take this to the next level.”
