His contempt lashed at her. She flinched but made no comment, waiting for him to continue.
"What I did was give you part of my ... psyche, part of my strength, part of my life force, I suppose. It gave you life."
And linked us together forever.
She took a step back. Linked for the rest of her life, never to be separated. The one thing she'd been fighting desperately to avoid.
"Not your life. My life."
Her heart skipped several beats. She clenched her fists against the fear pounding through her heart. "What do you mean?"
"Your life force is linked to mine. As long as I live, you cannot die."
She groped for the edge of the bench, her knees suddenly weak. "Oh God, Ethan, you're kidding ... right?"
"No. Unless you're beheaded, or have your neck broken, you cannot die." There was no remorse in his voice, only an odd harshness that somehow spoke of pain.
