Chapter 14

“I’ve seen them before, of course. Even assisted anchors as they worked with their ghostwalkers. It was all part of my training.” Derek stood and held out a hand. “It was different though, being yours. That whole sword thing is way more…startling than I expected. Being so up-close and personal.”

Blake nodded and stood, ignoring Derek’s offer of help. He wobbled a little, and Derek steadied him with a hand on his biceps, but Blake gently nudged him away as soon as he was solid. “It’s actually the best and most humane way to kill us and keep us dead. Quickest, too. I don’t relish the idea of being suffocated to death, you know?”

“I expect not.” Derek snorted out a small laugh because Blake’s slightly teasing tone seemed to request it. Derek had learned all of that in his training. Two years was a long time to be in a preparatory program. But no amount of learning, assisting, and studying prepared him for exactly how intense it was to have his very own ghostwalker. “You ready?”