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Tyr shook his head and handed her the cup of coffee. “We’ll give it until the end of the week.”

“He should have called to check up on me.”

“I’m sure he will as soon as he is able. Let him do what he needs to first. He’s dealing with a lot right now.”

Celeste took a sip of her coffee. “But what if he needs me? What if he’s in trouble?”

“He would call me for help. Give it two more days. If we don’t hear from him, we’ll call, okay?”

She nodded. She didn’t want to wait, but Tyr might be right. If her father was indeed in the middle of something, she didn’t want to bother him or get him in deeper.

“So, what are you going to make to eat?”

Tyr said nothing for a moment and then yelled, “Vid! Get up here and make us some food!”

CHAPTER 8

Tyr waitedinside the door of Metamorphosis as Celeste talked to the woman helping her and picked out several items to wear.

He thumbed through his phone messages to make sure he hadn’t missed anything important. An invitation arrived that a family dinner was scheduled for Friday at Odin’s place. For a moment, Tyr thought about taking Celeste but pushed the thought away. He would tell them he wouldn’t be attending. If Celeste was still with him, he needed to stay with her.

He scanned the rest of his messages and replied to the urgent ones, forwarded three to Herm to take care of, and decided he should send a quick text to Sy. He hadn’t wanted to say anything to Celeste, but he was concerned he hadn’t heard from her father. He had no idea what Sy planned, but it should have been taken care of within the last five days.

Tyr:

Sy- Just checking in. Everything ok? Celeste is almost healed. Let me know if you need anything.

He sent the text as Celeste joined him, wearing a pale pink t-shirt, dark jeans, and a pair of girly flats with giant bows on them. Around her broken arm, she sported a new sling made of silky floral material. She looked so natural. The outfit suited her perfectly. Score One Million for Metamorphosis. He shoved his phone away and pulled out his wallet, noticing the giant bag in her hand.

“Let me pay for those.”

Celeste shook her head. “She said it’s taken care of.”

Tyr glanced at the woman behind the counter, who nodded to him and smiled. He nodded back and opened the door.

The warm, muggy air made him breathe deeply. He scanned the street, looking at every shop and registering all the people going about their business.

“My dad mentioned the guy who held me lived on Earth, right? Not down here. No one is looking for me down here.” Celeste tried to squeeze around him.

Tyr stepped in her way, blocking her. “Your safety is my responsibility. Please, let me do my job.”

She looked up at him like she wanted to say something. Instead, she nodded. “Okay.”

Tyr turned and placed his hand on the small of her back and walked her to the car. He took the bag from her, opened the door, and put her inside before placing the bag in the trunk and getting in on the driver’s side.

He turned the vehicle over, and the engine roared to life.

“Can we go somewhere else now?”

Tyr looked at her. “Are you hungry?”

She shook her head. “No, it’s just…”

He waited.

She stared down at her arm still in the sling and blew out a breath. “The guy kept me locked up in a closet, and being out makes me feel better.”

Her words sucker-punched him in the kidneys. The man kept her in a closet? His grip tightened on the steering wheel until his knuckles went white. A myriad of swear words made their way through his mind, and then he swallowed hard and blew out a breath.

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