I seethed most of the way home ready to bolt from the close confinements of the car. Being in a small space with Chase, Chase’s ego, and my anger was becoming uncomfortably crowded.“Are you done pouting Angel Eyes,” he asked when we were almost home.“For your information I am not pouting. I’m pissed.”“Either way it’s cute.”He was the most insufferable, narcissistic, jackass on the planet. Somehow that got me thinking about Ives. “How does Ives know about this stuff?”“It happened to him.”“Seriously?”“Dead serious.”“Cute. Is he still bound to a human?”Chase shrugged. “I don’t know. One of the conditions of him seeing us was that we didn’t ask him personal questions.”Debating whether or not I should press the fact that I was dying to know what happened between Ives and the human he was linked to. It was going to drive me insane. Were they still linked? How did it happen? Was it a soulbond like ours? Were they dead? All of these questions were reeling in my head when I heard Chase swear out of nowhere.“What the hell?”Without any warning, he whipped the car to the shoulder of the road.
