The Sweetest Burn (Broken Destiny #2)(14)

We have to, I didn't add. If not, and the realm walls eroded enough to fall, or Adrian did betray me to demons as his destiny predicted, then all the horrible things Jasmine had experienced would become everyday life for the rest of humanity.

I couldn't let that happen. I wouldn't.





  CHAPTER SIX

ADRIAN TOOK THE first shift driving. He'd been tight-lipped ever since I came out of the bedroom, and it didn't take my new, improved senses to figure out why. He'd overheard my conversation with Jasmine. Whether he was more upset at her low opinion of him or my assurance that I'd never felt anything real for him, I didn't know and I wasn't about to ask.

Costa seemed unusually subdued, too. Of course, that could be because of Brutus's close proximity. Even though we'd shared a house, I'd kept the gargoyle away from Costa as much as I could these past two months. Costa might only see a seagull when he looked at Brutus because of the Archon glamour Zach used to disguise him, but Costa never forgot what Brutus was. Neither did Jasmine, although she seemed to have gotten past her initial trepidation over him. Maybe Costa had seen too much of what Brutus had done when the gargoyle had been the demons' flying version of a guard dog to ever feel comfortable around him.

Because of Brutus's fear of sunlight, we had him in the back bedroom with the windows and door shut. I only hoped he didn't break the bed under his weight or get slime on the pillows; man, that gargoyle could drool when he slept! Costa, Jasmine and I were on the couch watching TV, although I don't think any of us were paying attention to what was on the screen. We all appeared to be lost in our own thoughts.

"So, California, here we come," I said, trying to break the new, pensive atmosphere. "Which part are we going to? The beaches, the mountains, Hollywood?"

The look Costa gave me said he knew what I was doing, and it wouldn't work. "Death Valley. Shine that turd, Ivy."

Okay, so I had my work cut out for me. Was it riding with Brutus that had Costa so grumpy, or was it knowing that our brief, demon-free interlude was over? "Sun and sand, what's not to love?" I said, accepting his challenge. "Beats the hell out of a freezing, pitch-black demon realm."

A smile ghosted across Costa's lips. "You're right-I would take scorpions, dehydration and heat stroke over the realms, but that doesn't mean I like where we're going."



       
         
       
        

I remembered that Costa hadn't volunteered to come with us. Zach had just stated that Costa was going without bothering to ask his opinion on the matter.

"Do you not want to be here? If so, we can drop you off somewhere, or...do something else?"

Costa's pointed look stopped my awkward attempt at letting him off the hook. "I've come this far, Ivy. I'm seeing it through to the end or I'll die trying."

I flinched. Costa had been through enough to know that death was a real possibility. As he continued to stare at me, his real age seemed to creep into his dark brown gaze. Costa was a good-looking Greek guy who appeared to be in his late twenties, but time moved differently in the realms. In the one Costa had been trapped in, it had slowed to a near standstill. He'd be seventy-five on his next birthday, and every moment of those years filled his stare as he spoke again.

"I'm okay with that, Ivy." His voice was very soft. "The question is, are you ready to see this through, no matter what?"

I hoped so. I attempted a confident version of a smile. "Of course. It's my destiny, right?"

He leaned back, flicking away wavy black hair that, along with his olive-toned skin and deep brown eyes, highlighted his Mediterranean heritage. "Destiny is only foreknowledge of choices you have yet to make."

"You've been spending too much time with Zach," I muttered, wishing I'd kept watching the movie instead of trying to lighten the mood. Boy, had that backfired.

"No," Costa said, a harsh smile twisting his mouth. "I just know you want to get through this without hurting anyone except demons or minions, and that's impossible. You've busted your ass training to fight them, but you haven't accepted the fact that you might have to sacrifice everyone on this bus to win this war, and until you're ready to do that, you're not ready."

I looked away, my jaw clenching. "I'm doing this for everyone on this bus. I already lost my parents, my friends and any hope at a normal life, so if I lost all of you, too...it'd probably be easy for the demons to kill me, because I would have lost everything I'd been fighting for."

Costa's smile was wiped away. "Then you need to find something else to fight for, because there's a good chance that some or all of us will die before this is over. So find that something else, Ivy, because one day, you're going to need it."