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able to wallow in the moment for just a little bit longer, but he had a job to do—even if it pained him.
    “You said someone wanted me dead. How do you know?” she asked.
    “Sit down,” he said instead. Some part of him was not ready to let the moment disappear. This Nila, Ayah, was such a beautiful one, one who was not his. She sat on the edge of her bed as he asked and turned questioning eyes back to him. He sighed roughly and scrubbed his hand down a suddenly tired face. In most cases when he appeared to his marks, they were already in the situation that would signal the end of their lives. To them he was simply a Good Samaritan who had shown up at the right time. Their gratitude prevented them from asking too many questions. They were just happy to have survived. This mission was so very different. He had to try to keep her safe for a week, only to kill her himself, and it was torturing him on the inside. He chose to at least speak with her about what was going on and cut himself out of the equation. She didn’t need to know how this would end.
    “I’m here to save your life, to make a long story short. I’m not sure how to explain this, and I never have had to in the past,” Sevani said then, not sure how to go on.
    “How about we start at the beginning? That way I can make my own decision,” Ayah said. Watching her, Sevani knew that she was much different now than she had been in their past. He also knew that though she may be carrying Nila’s soul, she was not Nila. The thought angered him. He’d given in to this woman who was not the woman he remembered, the woman he knew.
    “Fine. Freya, goddess, and wife of Odin, has chosen you as one of her warriors. As such, your death can only come at the time that was woven into the fabric of destiny at your birth. I am one of Freya’s Watchers, and it is my job to make sure that you meet your predetermined destiny. That is why am here. Someone is trying to kill you, and I’m here to stop them. Now can you tell me who would hate you so much to want you dead?” It was not the best way to explain things, but there it was.
    “Wait, wait, wait,” Ayah said, standing. She shook her head as if to clear it and held the bridge of her nose as she looked at him. “You expect me to believe that some Norse goddess, who I never even knew existed outside of my books in ancient civilizations class in college, wants me as one of her warriors and is trying to protect me from whoever is supposed to kill me? I may have been stupid enough to come all over a man who is strapped down with knives, but I’m not stupid enough to believe that story. Obviously you’re psycho and need to be back on your meds. You have a doctor we can call? Maybe get you a straitjacket and get you back on a paddy wagon?”
    Straitjacket? The nerve!
    “I am not crazy,” he gritted out through clenched teeth. “You asked for an answer, and I gave it to you. If you don’t want to believe it, that is your choice. I have told you truth. Now, if you want me to help you, then you need to answer my questions.”
    “And you need a trip to the loony bin. I don’t give a damn about the questions you asked me because you are not real.”
    That did it. First he was crazy, and now he was some figment of her imagination. After the pleasure he had given her? The pleasure she had given him? That he would not stand for.
    “I’m not real?” he asked as he stalked toward her and backed her up against the wall once more. Not real! She dared say he was not real. “Was I not real when I took your mouth? Did you not feel me as I sucked your breasts and set your body aflame? Was I not real when you begged me for more and wrapped your legs around my waist?” He spoke roughly through his teeth as he pinned her against the wall. “Would you like me to show you again how real I am?”
    Yes, please, some inner voice screamed at him, but he squashed it.
    “No need for that,” she said as she lifted her hands to