that would probably start my engine revving too. It’s certainly not that I’m attracted to him. She pushed those thoughts from her mind. There was no way for them to ever have a relationship anyway. Drew was a slave.
Mackenzie remained silent as they walked. Drew didn’t want to read her thoughts, but damn if she wasn’t broadcasting them now. He wanted to tell her to tame them down a bit, but his male ego couldn’t help but be stroked by the information that he was the last one she had sex with. He would keep this information to himself… for now.
Leaves crunched to Drew’s left. He grabbed Mackenzie and they stopped where they were. He hoped it wasn’t Eaton, Kastas, or Barak. Fighting them was something he wanted to avoid at all costs. A few warriors died over the years, but they were mere shells of the former warriors Drew had known. Olesha sold them like party favors to the highest bidders. They would be gone sometimes for years, and when they returned, they weren’t the same. Drew had once thought death would be a godsend, but he knew that was life’s greatest lie.
A few branches snapped, and then he heard a whooshing sound next to his ear. He kicked his foot out and Barak fell to his left, his sword landing on the jungle floor. Drew pulled Mackenzie to her feet, and stood with his back to hers.
Eaton and Kastas were in front of Drew. Barak regained an upright position and flanked Mackenzie’s right side. “You know where I told you to go?” Drew asked her.
“Yes, but I’m not leaving you.”
“I don’t want them dead, but I don’t want you dead either. “
“I’ll try not to kill them.”
Drew shifted his weight as Eaton took a step towards them. “Mackenzie, when you have the chance, please leave.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Mackenzie moved until their backs touched without any empty space. She then erected the force field.
“What are you doing?”
Mackenzie grabbed his arm. “Don’t move. As long as we’re touching the force field will surround us both.”
“Why do you think I need protection?” Drew was ready to pull himself free. He didn’t need to be protected by anyone, especially the mother of his child.
“It’s not to protect you.” Mackenzie shook her head and let out a sigh. “It’s to keep us from having to fight them. The force field is for their safety, not ours.”
Drew laughed.
“If I could move, I’d kiss you. You’re a very clever woman, you know that?”
“Yeah.”
“How long can you hold it?”
“I’ve never timed it before. I guess we’ll find out. That is unless your dad gets his ass in gear and your Master puts a stop to the manhunt.”
“Well, I wouldn’t count on the latter happening.”
“Perfect.”
Eaton, Barak and Kastas charged the force field.
Barak swung the Morningstar over and over. Each time, the spiked ball bounced off the bright blue sphere. Kastas brought his blade around to strike the sphere separating him from his targets. Drew watched the fire fill his eyes before those same flames filled the blade of the sword. The bright blue consumed the blade, leaving Kastas holding a silver handle. He glanced down and the flame reignited again. He raised it above his head, swinging upon the force field. Eaton’s hand glowed and orange orbs filled his palms. He flung them at the sphere, only to have the field absorb each one.
Mackenzie swayed to the side, but the shield remained intact. Drew clasped her arm, keeping their backs touching. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah. I’ve never had my force field assaulted before. And with the magic they’re using it’s taking a lot more to keep it intact.”
Eaton raised his hand. Barak and Kastas stopped.
“Drew! How long are you going to hide behind the witch? Fight like a man.”
Drew started to pull away, but not before Mackenzie caught his hand. “He’s baiting you. Are you really that insecure about your manhood that you would be so easily fooled? What happened to keeping them