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Twenty.

“Celestine. I feel you, girl,”came a familiar voice.

Celeste gasped and threw her barrier up.

“Is something wrong?”

She shook her head as they entered the portal and roared through the darkness.

The sound of the voice reverberated in her mind.I feel you, girl. I feel you, girl. I feel you, girl.

Fear trickled down her spine. It wasn’t possible. It wasn’t…Please, no. Don’t let her find me. Don’t let my mother know where I am.

CHAPTER 11

After they’d madeit through the portal, Tyr looked at Celeste again. Something had happened right before, but he wasn’t sure what it had been. All he knew was he wanted to wipe the fear right off her face.

He took out his phone and hooked it to his car, turning on his Brothers of Metal playlist. A moment passed, and then another. Finally, Celeste’s shoulders relaxed, and she nodded her head in time with the music. The tension left her body as she closed her eyes and hummed along.

By the time they reached the mansion, her head leaned against the window, and light snores filled the air. She appeared so peaceful. Not like the fear he’d witnessed when he’d taken her hand after banishing the demon.

He’d forgotten what he must look like to her, and the thought that he’d scared her made him want to stab his own eyes out.

He parked the car, grabbed her shopping bag, and shoved the CD and shirt inside it before rounding the car and opening the door for her.

She gave a drowsy smile and a small curtsy. “Thank you, kind sir.”

Tyr couldn’t tell if she teased, so he stayed silent.

As they crossed the garage to the house, she rubbed her arm.

“Still hurting?” Tyr opened the door for her. The sounds of the television and the smell of popcorn hit Tyr before he stepped inside.

“A little. I think it was all the jumping around at the concert.”

They walked down the short hallway into the entertainment room.

“Concert?” Vid stood from one of the recliners and paused his movie.

He wore nothing but pajama bottoms, and it took everything in Tyr to not yell at him about being courteous with a female in the house. But wearing pajama pants was modest for Vid. Herm as well. Tyr would say something about that.

Celeste nodded. “Tyr took me to the Brothers of Metal concert.” She pulled her t-shirt out of the bag. “They signed it for me.”

A bemused expression spread across Vid’s face. “He took you to meet the band, huh?”

Tyr shot Vid a warning glare.

“They were amazing!” All traces of her earlier fear and tiredness vanished in an instant.

A wry smile spread across Vid’s face, and he crossed his huge arms over his bare chest, making his tattoos morph. “What was your favorite song?”

Tyr rolled his eyes. Brother was looking to get punched.

“There were so many amazing ones. Yggdrasil, Theft of the Hammer, Gods of War. I love them all. Rise above the mountains… Light a fire in the sky… For the blood is running still… From the roots of Yggdrasil.”

Vid chuckled and nodded. “Looks like you found someone who might like them more than you do. Too bad her favorite song isn’t the same as yours.”

Tyr growled.

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