“It’s still the bond. He wanted to spell me so his part in all this was done.”
“You don’t want to be with him?”
“I can’t. We’d never be able to make it work. He’s a warrior.” And his first instinct was to let me go. He had, and we’d released each other.
“It’ll be okay.” She hugged me. “Take some time to calm down, and by the way, you have to come up with another way to solve my problem, one that doesn’t involve you going to Dralion. That won’t work for any of us.”
“All roads lead to Dralion. Wincrest creates the problem, and he’s the one who needs to be swayed. I can’t do that from here.”
She knocked her knuckles against my forehead. “Yep, still hard.”
“My head has to be to keep up with you.”
“Thanks. You sound just like my—” She clapped a hand over her mouth. “Oh, my mum. I clear forgot. I’m supposed to help her with dinner. She’s adapting to Dralion, which means she’s commandeered an area in the kitchens just for herself. Having her own space to cook helps her feel a little more like she never left home. I promised I’d be there.”
“Then go.” Kate couldn’t leave Dralion, just as I couldn’t get in. Ahh, now that might be my answer. I could get in if…
“Thanks, Silvie. If you need me, ’path, otherwise I’ll see you at school tomorrow. We’ll try and figure something out then.”
This was my chance. I had to catch a ride with Faith, and one too late for her forewarning to activate on. The dome room was the only portal in and out. Only warriors and Wincrests had the image and access through it.
“Yep, at school.” I waved as she shimmered then grabbed hold of her. Oh hell, now I’d done it. She ’ported, and with me barely hanging on. Please don’t change your course. Please don’t change your course. It was near impossible once a ’porter left, and only if enough time existed to alter their coordinates. Hopefully, she hadn’t had enough of that.
I shut my eyes against the dark since I couldn’t know the layout of their dome room. If I did, I’d be a threat Wincrest would never allow free if this all went to crap.
My feet hit a slippery surface.
Faith screeched. “Holy moly, Silvie. Why’d you do that?” She slammed her hands over my eyes even though they were tightly shut. “Hell, we’re the only ones in here. You’re damn lucky.”
Moldy air had me gagging for a breath. “It stinks in here. Could you hurry it through? Perhaps your bedroom would be best.”
“What were you thinking, catching a ride like that?”
“Have you had forewarning I shouldn’t have since we left?”
“No, but—”
“My being here must be right then.”
“You being here is insane. Guy will go berserk when he hears.”
“Then we won’t tell him, and my being caught would be insane. Move it, now.”
“What I should do is take you home.” Her hand was hot against my eyes, and getting sweatier by the second.
“I’m here now, and I can’t get out of Dralion unless you bring me back through this— This place. So, we’re all good provided I don’t get caught. Like right now. Really, move it. I don’t wanna get caught.” My heartbeat pounded in my ears.
“Okay. We’ll do it your way, because damn it, I can’t deny there’s still no forewarning. Hold on.”
I swayed against her as she ’ported us again, a quick spurt this time.
“We’re here.”
I wobbled and fell onto my bottom. The room was dark and my heartbeat still thumped like thunder. Nice way to ensure my ticker worked well. “You got a light?”
“One sec.”
“Silvie?” Guy’s voice rang inside my head. “Your heart’s beating too fast. Where are you?”
“Bedroom.”
“I’m already in your bedroom and you’re not here.”
“I didn’t mean my bedroom.”
“What have you done?”
“Um, nothin’ much.” My mate was like a bloodhound.
Faith flicked on the overhead light and I did a double take. Wow. Her room was massive, far bigger than any one person needed. I slipped around on the polished wood flooring as I crawled to her giant canopied bed. I had to calm my heartbeat. Guy would flip if I didn’t. Oh, pretty bed. Focusing on the stunning violet silk bed cover with detailed mauve and gold stitching helped. Using the bedpost, I heaved myself up.
“Whose bedroom then?”
“Does it matter? I can visit anyone’s bedroom I like. Anyway, I can’t talk right now. I’m busy trying to relax. And you’re not helping.”
“Why can’t you talk?”
I spun around as his voice rumbled from the other side of Faith’s door.
“See,” Faith whispered madly, her gaze darting back and forth between me and the door. “He cares.”
“Is it because you’re in here?” He rapped loudly on the solid paneled wood.
“You are such a pest.” I marched to the door and yanked it open. “One who needs to get a life, and preferably where you’re not pestering me.”
“You’re in Dralion.” He stalked in, his voice ragged and the silver in his eyes hardening to a steely gray.