It seemed to take longer going back but then again there was no impenetrable doom waiting for me at the end to speed up time.
We finally reached the outside world and made it to Jonathon’s mustang.
Just as he was opening the car door for me there was a noise from behind us.
“Kylie?” a voice asked from the dark. Jonathon whipped around into a crouch in front of me. His teeth were out in points and glimmered like deadly daggers in the moonlight.
He let out a feral growl and then launched himself at the approaching danger.
Chapter Seven: Isaac
“Get off of me! Are you crazy?!” the voice croaked in a strangled shriek.
“Jonathon! Jonathon! Stop it! It’s Isaac!” I yelled. The growling that was coming from Jonathon ceased. He stood and released the struggling figure that was beneath him. Jonathon wiped the dirt off of his hands onto his jeans. Despite the dirt he still looked like a model.
Isaac’s lip was bloody and his eye appeared to be turning purple, Jonathon’s hands had left a bruised impression around his neck. Isaac rubbed at his neck and winced when he swallowed.
“Are you okay?” I asked. He nodded still rubbing at his throat. “Did you need something?” I asked him, tilting my head questioningly.
“Yeah, I wanted to talk to you. To explain,” He said in a raspy voice. I moved towards him.
“No,” said Jonathon’s voice ruff, “You’re not going with him.”
“Yes. I am,” I said sternly.
“No,” said Jonathon equally as fierce.
“Jonathon Matthew Pulmer you are not the boss of me. Now go prance your butt into your car and stop acting like King Henry VIII. The world does not revolve around you.”
“Kylie,” he pleaded but I was hearing none of it. A girl needed some independence.
“Jonathon, please,” I begged.
“Fine, you have ten minutes,” he said holding up ten fingers for emphasis. “Ten,” he repeated.
“I will take as long as I want,” I mumbled under my breath.
“Just don’t take all night.” He sighed. “Deal?”
“Alright,” I said to Isaac, “Talk.”
“Follow me.”
I followed him around the underground opening into a string of trees. He kept walking. The trees became thicker and the sky almost completely disappeared. My heart began to race in fear. Not fear of Isaac but of what could be hiding in the dark.
“We should be out of earshot now,” Isaac said turning to me.
“Earshot?” I asked my brow raising.
“Your vampire doesn’t need to know everything,” He mumbled.
“So, what did you want to talk to me about?” I asked putting my hands on my hips in a get-on-with-it gesture.
“The Coven,” he said.
“Why?” I asked drawing out the word.
“Because now that you know I’m a part of it I can talk to you about it. Well, I can’t tell you everything but I can tell you some things. Aleksei wouldn’t want me to tell you everything,” Isaac said shaking his head.