She tried to fight the hunger at first, but the longer she would abstain the weaker her body became. Necromancers have always fed off the life-force of sex though most of them did choose a mate, Storm confirmed.
Why didnt Myra pick just one lover? Zachary asked but his attention was on Guy who was disappearing down the same path Tiara had taken only a few minutes before. The man might as well have been wearing a t-shirt with the word Stalker printed across the front of it.
Never mind, Ill see you later, Zachary said over his shoulder as he took off toward the ocean.
Storm smiled secretively... Zachary was not truly happy unless he was fighting to save someone from themselves. If Tiara was anything like her mother, Zachary would have a headache for a long, long time. He turned to go back inside but paused seeing Ren come back out the double doors.
Ren took out his cell phone and read the text. He smirked before going around to the side of the castle where the huge garage was located but paused when he felt something crunch under his feet. Looking down, Ren noticed the once-beautiful stained glass that had graced the upper windows of the castle was now lying shattered in the grass.
He frowned they couldnt very well have a castle with broken windows. He lifted his hand slightly and the glass that had fallen during Kamui and Toyas flight slowly lifted from the grass, righting itself like a thousand piece puzzle. Pushing his hand upwards, Ren watched as the glittering glass rose up through the air, sliding back into place on the third floor.
Following Ren, Storm quirked an eyebrow when he saw a tow truck pulling out of the driveway and wondered if the driver had seen the sky show a few minutes ago. He smiled when he saw that it was Hunter in the drivers seat and raised a hand when Hunter waved.
Entering the garage, Storms smile widened. Ren was walking around Trevors car looking it over with a critical eye. He also took note of the high-tech circuit board Ren had in his hand.
Ren glanced up at Storm's approach and noted his smile before turning his attention back to the car.
What are you smiling about? Ren asked.
Sometimes its nice not to be able to see the future, Storm said truthfully.
What does that mean? Ren questioned.
It means that for now at least I am walking my own timeline, Storm stated.
Ren nodded deciding he wasnt even going to try to process that brainteaser and continued to run his hand across the edge of the car as though feeling it out.
What are you planning to do with that? Storm asked nodding toward the computer.
Im going to upgrade Trevors car, Ren answered.
Storm leaned back against one of the other cars, Ill bite, why are you upgrading Trevors car?
Because Im bored, Ren shrugged but the look on his face said he was going to enjoy this. And because I need an outlet for some of this power before I drown in it.
I got to see this, Storm laughed.
Ren smirked as he placed the circuit board on the windshield and stepped back so he was facing the front of the car. He raised his palms toward the car and took a deep breath. The headlights suddenly flashed on and wires snaked out from the edge of the ruined hood, latching onto the circuit board and pulling it inside.
The body began to creak and groan, reshaping itself and another color began to appear in little splotches. Dents straightened themselves out as the body streamlined. The tires repaired themselves and filled with air while the rims started to shift. The hood flipped open and Storm watched the engine rebuild itself the old oil slowly vanishing and the original chrome color taking its place.
The splotches of color were growing and soon a beautiful black sheen covered the entire body. The windows darkened so it was near impossible to see inside and Storm whistled softly as he walked around it. It had the same appearance as a classic Mustang. Storm couldnt help but smirk when he saw Rens name in a small chrome insignia on the back instead of a well-known car makers.
At least youre not egotistical, Storm laughed.
Ren finally lowered his hands and smiled proudly at the new and improved car. I give you Evey.
Storm looked up at Ren and arched an eyebrow. Evey?
Ren shrugged, Stephen King has Christine, so I can have Evey. Plus, its the closest thing I could get to Envy without it actually being her name.
Storm couldnt help but laugh, You are so bad.
I like to think so, a sexy feminine voice said.
Storm looked down at the car. It talks?
Of course I can, Evey said and the car door slowly opened. Want to ride me?
Storm shook his head only trusting his own mode of transportation, Im sorry, as beautiful as you are Im afraid I cant do that.
Evey sighed, Very well, but you will one day ride in my back seat.
Storm stared at Ren, Shes very flirtatious.
Ren shoved his hands in his pockets, Talking cars are sexy.
Thank you Ren, Evey purred.
What makes it perfect, Ren continued, is that Eveys voice is an exact replica of Envys.
Storm pressed his lips together to quell the laughter and nodded vigorously. Ren didnt show this side of his personality very often but when he did, he always made it worth the wait.
Evey, Ren stated.
Yes Ren, Evey answered.
You belong to Trevor, he is your owner.
Evey hummed, Trevor has always taken good care of me now I will take good care of him.
Storm opened his mouth to say something anything, but his eyes started to water and his cheeks hurt like hell. He briskly walked to ward the closest door, which happened to be the walk in coat closet, before he started laughing again.
Are you all right, Storm? he heard Evey ask through the closed door.
Im okay, Storm managed. Ill be out in a moment.
Rens lip twitched while he and Evey waited on the boss to regain his sanity.
Chapter 4
Guy followed Tiara down the steps that had been cut into the side of the cliff through a combination of human hands and natural forces. He silently followed his target down to the private beach.
Tiaras form came into view on the sand and he paused near the bottom long enough to look down on her lithe form. When his feet finally touched the sand, Guy had to stand in awe of the picture she was creating. With her long silky white hair and golden tan she looked like a beautiful water nymph that had come ashore to lead men astray.
Tiara was standing at the shoreline letting the water wash up over her sandals. Even though the cold darkness called to her, she loved the feel of the warm sun on her skin. Staring out over the ocean, she could feel the lives the water had taken over the millennia and never given back.
Most humans who died went on to the next dimension but there were always those who refused the call. She cocked her head to the side wondering if those ghosts swam with the fish and were happy.
A soft smile appeared on her face as she recalled the many stories shed heard over the years of men lost at sea and seeing someone in the water with them. That person would stay with them until rescue came. In each instance, the second person was never found and Tiara knew that other person was the ghost of one long dead that refused to leave their ocean home.