The Angel Chronicles, Vol. 3 by Nancy Holder

The Angel Chronicles, Vol. 3 by Nancy Holder

Author:Nancy Holder [Holder, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Vampires, fantasy, young adult
ISBN: 9780613730648
Goodreads: 754213
Publisher: Turtleback Books
Published: 1999-08-01T00:00:00+00:00


After Angel split, everyone convened in the library. Giles paced around the study desk as Miss Calendar looked on. Buffy and the others were seated at the table, staring down, miserable and afraid. Buffy felt very far away. She could hardly concentrate on what they were saying.

“And we’re absolutely certain that Angel has reverted to his former self?” Giles queried.

“Yeah, we’re all certain. Anybody not feeling certain here?” Xander asked very seriously.

“Giles, you wouldn’t have believed him. He was so . . .” Willow took a breath as it all sank in. “He came here to kill us.”

Cordelia grimaced at Willow. “What are we going to do?”

“I’m leaning toward blind panic, myself,” Giles muttered.

Miss Calendar frowned at him. “Rupert, don’t talk like that. The kids.”

“I’m sorry.” He struggled to compose himself and rubbed his forehead. “It’s just, things are bad enough with the Judge here. Angel crossing over to the other side . . . I just wasn’t prepared for that.”

Miss Calendar murmured, “None of us were.”

Buffy held her claddagh ring and slowly turned it in her hand. Across the table, Willow rose and came over to her.

She gently asked, “Are you okay?”

Buffy shook her head.

“Is there anything I can do?” Willow tried.

Again Buffy shook her head. “I should have known,” she said mournfully. Tears streaked her face. “I saw him at the house. He was . . . different. The things he said . . .” She couldn’t continue.

Giles leaned forward, ready to take notes. “What things?”

Buffy looked away. “It’s private.”

“But you didn’t know he had turned bad?” Miss Calendar asked her.

Willow looked from Buffy to the teacher. “How did you?”

“What?” Miss Calendar said.

“You knew,” Willow said slowly. “You told me to get away from him.”

Miss Calendar shrugged. “Well, I saw his face.”

Giles was still analyzing. “If we only knew how it happened.”

That caught Buffy’s attention. “What do you mean?” she asked, looking at him as he sat at the table.

“Well, something set it off,” he explained. “Some event must have triggered his transformation. If anyone would know, Buffy, it should be you.”

Oh, God. Oh, God, no. Please, no.

“I don’t,” she blurted. “I—”

“Well, did anything happen last night that—”

“Giles, please,” she said, distraught, “I can’t . . .”

Blindly, she got up and ran out of the room.

“Buffy, I’m sorry, but we can’t afford to . . . Buffy!” he called after her.

Willow’s gaze locked on Buffy’s retreating back as she realized what had happened. What had triggered the transformation. She knew.

“Giles, shut up,” she said levelly, watching Buffy retreat through the swinging doors.

“This is great.” Cordelia counted their many anti-blessings on her fingers. “There’s an unkillable demon in town; Angel’s joined his team; the Slayer is a basket case. I’d say we’ve hit bottom.”

“I have a plan,” Xander announced.

“Oh, no,” she chirped sarcastically. “Here’s a lower place.”

Xander continued, perching on the desk beside Cor-delia. “I don’t know what’s up with Angel, but I may have a way to deal with this Judge guy.”

“What do we do?” Willow asked.

He took a breath.


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