Page 13 of Death Game: Supernatural Battle

True.

Focusing on my touch, I pulled the sense right in before easing on the accelerator.

The vehicle glided backward.Ha!I ripped the wheel down as we left the garage, spinning us to the left on the gravel.

“Woohoo,” I crowed.

“Easy,” he said between clenched teeth.

I quirked a brow. “Why? The result is the same.”

“Because reckless driving is against the law.”

Really?Who knew?

Not waiting for him to boss me around again, I directed the car onto the wide expanse of grass between the house and the ocean. “What next?”

“Drive around. Get used to the feel.”

Yes, sir.

I planted my foot.

“Basilia.”

“This thing really flies.”

“Do you have any self-preservation whatsoever?” he hissed as I eased up on the pedal.

We were going there then.

“As much as any human,” I answered, easing the car in a wide arc to go back the way I came. “Why? You got a problem with that?”

A long beat went by.

“Yes. Though I have no right to. Yes,” he said in a hollow voice.

It was the first time since I awoke that he’d pushed past anger.

What exactly did Kyros mean by theno rightpart though? Was it centred around his feeling of powerlessness? Or was this another Vissimo thing I didn’t understand? I didn’t dare hope that he’d gracefully accepted I didn’tneedhelp.

Scrap that. There were times when I needed help, but there was no way,no way, that I needed him or anyone for everything. I didn’t even need Tommy for everything. Or Fred. I hadn’t needed Grandmother for everything.

“The triplets were very clear about what would happen to Tommy if I didn’t enter alone,” I said.

Silence.

“I’m trying to understand why you hold me to different standards than you hold yourself.” I continued. “Youblameme for saving my friend?”

Fuck, he was so incredibly hard inside right now—an emotional barrier. I hated when he pulled that crap.

“No,” Kyros said, glancing out the window to the sea. “I blame myself because you deemed me inadequate of your confidence.”

That was just so…messed up.

Sorrow tinged my words. “I find it really hard to grasp Vissimo values. You know that I don’t see us as a team, Kyros. I’ve known you for a handful ofmonths, and most of that, you weren’t my friend by any means.”

“Friend?” he said incredulously.

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