Warrior (Princesses of Myth #2)

“Yes.” I nodded frantically, going with that. “He’s being a prick. An idiot. I can’t stand him.”


Okay, pull it back a bit.

“Uh-huh. So that’s why you’re in here? Why didn’t you come to my room?” She stepped into the bathroom.

Sweat trickled down my spine. “I have no idea. That would have been the better choice. Gosh, it’s hot in here” I fanned my face.

“Not really.” She pressed her hand to my forehead, and then knocked her knuckles on it. “Yeah, it’s empty in there. Your brain cells have gone on holiday.”

“It’s from the mind-merge. My mate’s head is like a vacuum sucking all the good stuff away.”

She laughed “Oh, that’s good. You’re fine, and to think for a moment I was worried. So, where’s Silas?”

“Grabbing me some of your clothes.” I picked up his hairbrush.

“What for?”

“Um…” I stilled mid-stroke.

“You have a closet full in Davio’s room. I should know. I bought them.” She perched against the countertop and eyed me.

“Sorry, your room was closer.”

“For a teleporter?” She flicked her hand out. “Yeah, it doesn’t matter. It’s not like we haven’t shared clothes a million times.”

“We have?” How would that have happened? Silas had said Silvie and Faith were close, but they can’t have known each other that long, certainly not to share clothes like a million times. She must have misspoken.

I fired up my link with Silas. “How long have my sister and yours known each other?”

“All their lives.”

“Are you keeping a secret?” He better not be.

“No, but obviously I’ve omitted to tell you. Carlisio Loveria had forewarning after Faith’s birth and sent my mother to Earth. He saw enough to interpret the child would have a soul-bound connection with someone close to him.”

“So he presumed Davio?”

“He wasn’t one-hundred percent certain, but yes. With Faith’s father keeping his distance, Carlisio couldn’t accurately identify if the man was of Dralion or Peacio. Since he didn’t wish to risk Davio losing his future mate if she disappeared as her father had, he set precautions in place.”

“What kind of precautions?”

“Along with my mother, he sent Silvie. Silvie was a baby at the time, but he thought two new mothers would bond better than any other he could send. That’s how I came to be raised alongside Davio.”

His explanation flowed swiftly and with unerring accuracy along our link. Every word he spoke was the truth. “That’s the first I’ve heard of this. Carlisio Loveria’s forewarning must have been grave for him to take such firm action.”

“It was, but the task set to my mother was never a hardship for her, or for my sister. They spent half their time on Earth and the other half here. Silvie loves Faith, like a sister. Why did you ask about this? It’s come out of the blue.”

“Silvie’s here. She thinks I’m Faith. And that’s the way it needs to stay.”

“My sister’s with you? Hell. I’m on my way.”

Footfalls sounded in the next room and Silas stormed around the corner. “Hey, Silvie. Ho– Faith needed some of your clothes. I hope you don’t mind that I raided your drawers?”

“No problem.”

“Great.” He shoved the clothing into my hands. “You okay?”

“Couldn’t be better.” Silvie was cool, and I liked the idea of getting to know her better. She was Silas’s sister after all. “Turn around, would you? Face the door.”

“Why am I turning around?” he muttered as he did.

“I need to change.”

“Shoot, you could have just told me to leave the room.”

“It’ll only take a second.” I flapped the big-pocketed, beige cargo pants out and pulled them on. Next I slipped the black and white striped t-shirt over my head. Dark leather flats, and I was done. “Silvie, do you want to come shopping with us?”

“What kind of clothes are you after?” She straightened the bottom of my t-shirt.

“A couple of everything. I’m done, Silas.”

With a slight turn of his head, he checked. “You’ll know the best shops, Silvie. Come if you want.”

I grabbed them both by the arm. “She’s coming. Blinky-thing please, Mr. Convenient.”

Taking hold of us too, he ’ported.

Through the darkness we traveled then arrived with the sun high above and pavement under our feet. At my back was a concrete block wall, three-stories high and painted sky blue. In front, a bright orange rubbish bin hid us completely from view.

Overhead a seagull screeched, and I opened my link with Silas. “I haven’t been here before.”

“This is the rear parking lot of the girls’ favorite shopping mall. I bring Silvie here all the time. She and Faith will attend the same campus next year.”

I played with the white rose pendant he’d given me. “Oh, I see.”

“Hey, guys. Let’s not stand around.” Silvie side-shuffled out past the end of the bin.

I followed her movements to stand beside her. “What course is it you’re doing next year?”