CHAPTER
30
DUTY DEMANDED that I head for the gates, but there was no way I was leaving Josie out here on her own. “We need to get you back in the dorm.”
Her face was pale. “But—”
“This might not be anything, but if it is, you are not ready.” Her mouth opened again, but I cut her off. “I’m not saying that to be a jerk. It’s just the truth. You’re not ready and I need you to be safe. Okay?”
She looked like she was going to argue for a moment, but then she nodded. Taking her hand, we hauled ass back to the dorm, passing running Sentinels and panicked students being ushered into buildings. I took her to my room, figuring for some crazy reason she would be safer there.
She followed me into the room. “If it’s something, could it mean…?”
I looked over my shoulder at her, suddenly caught between two very different instincts. One was to stay with her, to ensure that she would remain safe. The other was to do what I had trained to do since I was eight, what was expected from me because of what I was.
You’re not just the Apollyon.
Josie sat on the edge of the bed, holding the quilt around her, and I shook my head as I snatched a thermal off a hanger, pulling it over the shirt I wore. “It could mean the walls have been breached.”
“Oh God,” she whispered, and I heard her shuffling around. “You…you need to go.”
Heading to the dresser, I grabbed weapons and loaded up. When I turned, she was standing there, eyes wide.
My heart hit my ribs as I crossed the distance between us. I cupped her face, tilting her chin back so our eyes met. “I do need to go. That’s my—”
“I understand,” she whispered.
A half-smile formed on my lips. What I wanted to do was blow out of there with her. Fucking disappear. Together. But that was stupid as shit, because there was nowhere either of us could go where we wouldn’t be found.
“It’s going to be okay. I just need you to stay in here.” My eyes searched hers as she nodded. “Nothing should get to these dorms, but if they do, you’ll have this.” Reaching down, I unstrapped one of the daggers and placed it in her hand, folding her fingers around the handle. “I know you haven’t learned how to use this, but it’s fairly simple. Anything that you don’t trust comes at you or through the door, you stab. You don’t stop until they’re down.”
Her gaze flicked to the dagger she held, and a wisp of panic unfurled in my chest. “Do you understand, Josie? I need to know that you can do this.”
She lifted her lashes and drew in a breath. “I understand.”
The unease didn’t leave, but the sirens were cycling again and I didn’t have time to wait. This wasn’t any kind of false alarm. “Wait here for me. I’ll be back.”
“I’ll be here. Promise.”
I nodded, but I wasn’t moving away from her. There was no way I could waste anymore time. My ass needed to be out there, but she was…
Fuck.
Drawing her up against me, I dipped my head and I kissed her. Nothing soft or teasing about it. I got right inside her, parted her lips, and took her breath. I threw…well, everything I had said to her and everything I hadn’t said, into that kiss. When I drew back, she looked a little dazed.
“Stay here,” I told her again, letting go, because if I didn’t in that moment, I wouldn’t. “Lock the door behind me.”
She nodded slowly, and I forced myself to move my feet to the door. Hell, it was one of the hardest things I’d ever had to do, and that… Yeah, that didn’t bode well.
The halls outside the door were empty. Picking up my pace, I hit the lobby just as the elevator doors opened, and Luke stepped out, striding forward as he loaded a gun.
“Fancy seeing you again,” I remarked.
“Wanted to make sure Deacon was where he was supposed to be.” He didn’t even try to hide the fact that he’d done exactly what he had been trained not to do.
Just like me.
Sentinels were already forming in the lobby as I arched a brow at Luke. “This whole retirement thing isn’t going too well for you.”
He snorted. “No shit.” Holstering the gun, he hit the door, pushing it open. “By the way, I told Deacon to get his ass down to Josie’s.”
“She’s not in her room.”
Luke sent me a look, but wisely kept his mouth shut, and he pulled out a slim cellphone. “I’ll text and let him know.”
“Make sure he says who he is and that he comes in peace or some shit, because I left her with one of my daggers and instructions to stab anything that comes through that door.”
His brows flew up, but his fingers flew over the screen of the phone, and then we were jogging down the path, around the academic buildings, and hey, it was like old times. Great.
Floodlights were on, lighting up the entire campus in spite of the thick clouds that raced across the sky and hid the sun. As we passed several groups of Sentinels heading toward the dorms, I felt a little bit of relief. The students would be well-guarded. That meant Josie would be too, by default.
As we neared the main council building, I spotted Solos. “What’s going on?”
Eyes squinting into the chilly wind, he nodded in the direction of the walls. “Reports are a breach. No more than that.”
“Real helpful stuff right there,” Luke commented.
Solos glanced at him. “Thought you quit the Sentinel stuff.”
“Thought you were on the Council,” Luke returned.
I sighed, walking ahead of them. “I don’t think you ever can quit. Being a Sentinel is like being in the damn mafia.” I unhooked my dagger, feeling its slight weight against my palm. “You don’t get out.”
“You know, that’s a great comparison,” Solos replied. “Let’s hope none of us are taking a cement swim today.”
Smirking, we rounded the main campus building, and from that vantage point we could see beyond the courtyard, to the first wall. Wind picked up, carrying with it a scent of decay and soil.
“Shit,” muttered Luke.
My chest turned to ice as I scanned the scene we were racing toward. “Shades. Dammit.”
The three of us exchanged looks. This was not good, and that didn’t need to be explained.
“Now we know what happened to the scouting group,” Solos said with a sigh. “This is not going to be easy.”
If shades were here, there was only one reason. They were here for Josie. I stopped dead in my tracks. “I need—”
A shadow darted out between the statues, slamming into Luke and knocking him to the ground. It was a female Sentinel, and the scent of death clung to her. I spun around, reaching for the back of her dirtied shirt. Yanking her up and off Luke, I tossed her to the side.
She skidded across the pathway, her pitch-black eyes freaky as shit. It was a shame, I thought, as she popped back on her feet and rushed me. Once possessed, there was nothing that could be done. I sidestepped her easily, moving up behind her. Two hands on either side of her head and the twist. The crack was like thunder, and when I let go, she crumpled like a paper bag, but not before black smoke poured out of her mouth, hitting the sky.
And that sucked, because as it zoomed over our heads, it didn’t take a genius to figure out it was going to climb down the throat of another unsuspecting person.
“Well there,” Solos drawled.
I flipped around, sighing when I saw five Sentinels that reeked of death.
“How large was this damn scouting party?” Luke grunted as he picked his ass up.
“Twenty-three,” Solos answered, starting forward again.
To some that wouldn’t sound like a lot, but twenty-three trained Sentinels possessed by shades was some bad shit. Not only were they rocking some ancient, pure evil, they were able to tap into all the training the Sentinels had, and all of their knowledge. And there was the fact that we could sit here and kill Sentinels all day. The shades would just possess more.
The Sentinels closed in.