XLVII

Rogue

The ride to my hideout in a stolen car was longer than I had expected. The metallic taste of Samuel’s blood was still on my tongue as I nibbled on my lips to fight off any harmful habits.

“Mmm…” I heard Samuel moan as I used the mirror in the car to look at him.

His eyes opened as it went to the sun before he hissed in detest and sat up properly. He pulled his arms a little but the feeling of the chains on his hand made him realize the situation he was in.

“Where am I?” He asked as his eyes weakly looked at the mirror.

“You are with me.” I said as he adjusted his position. I could see his attempt to use magic but nothing happened. “The chain is a kind of anti-magic tool. Lea should have been kind to use that on me.”

“How come I’m not infected yet?” He asked and I slowed down.

“You are but it takes at least three days to manifest