Suddenly, she feared a new fate. At least before, Kris had a reason to keep her around, because he wanted something from her. What happened if he got what he wanted elsewhere, before she knew what she wanted?
"Ully, how long will that take you?" she asked. "A few days, maybe a week."
She gripped the perfume bottle more tightly. She couldn't help but think Sasha's sudden appearance was related to the demons in the forest and her dreams. Her thoughts went to Rhyn.
"I'll see you later," she heard herself say.
Ully nodded, already seated and scribbling at his desk. She exited the brightly lit room into the hallway, crossing to look out the nearest window at the falling snow. A dark figure in the snow-covered park area caught her attention. Gabriel was sitting alone on top of one of the half dozen picnic tables. She made her way to the back entrance to the castle and stepped into the quiet, chilly day. The snow fell straight from the sky without the wind and was soft and fluffy beneath her feet.
"Gabriel?" she called, crossing her arms at the chill. He didn't face her. "You okay?" "Better than you."
She paused a short distance from him, sensing something wrong. He didn't speak much. She knew nothing about him, except he'd been a friend to Rhyn.
"You're early today," she said. "I can't stay tonight."
"Oh. You've got, um, work?" "Yes."
"You'll be back tomorrow?" she asked at the ominous note in his voice. "No, Katie. I'm not coming back."
"Ever?"
"For your sake, not if I can help it."
"So when you come back, you'll be back for me for good?" she asked. "Yes."
She was struck by his words, feeling as if the one person she relied upon was not only running out on her but would chop her into pieces the next time she saw him. Her hand went to her neck. He looked away as his words sank in.
"Take care of Toby and Rhyn," he said, and stood. "And … take care of yourself."
"Gabriel, maybe you should just take me with you now and save us all some grief," she said. "Humans have free will," he reminded her. "You have some other decisions to make first." "But if I choose Rhyn and you come back for me tomorrow, it doesn't seem very fair to him." "You're not making this easier on either of us!" he said, a flare of emotion in his voice for the first time since she'd met him. Taken aback by his anger, she watched him run a hand through his hair in an unusual sign of agitation.