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Chapter 94
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“It is not life threatening. I don’t think. Just painful. He admits didn’t see him sneaking up on me
“Yeah, well, it was chaotic, and they got me good, too? I give him reassuring smile. “It was highly unlikely we would all make it out of here uninjured”
Caspian sorts and mods his head in agreement
“If we are lucky, we will all make it out of here alive” He amendiny statement.
“I have no intention of losing anyone, Caspian” I tell him. “Not I can help it”
“That is comforting” He smirks.
“How long do we have to stay here?” Percy asks, pacing as if he is looking for his next hit.
He has been on edge since he joined us, but this is a whole new level of it. Percy looks like he may take off on his own one moment or break down in tears the next. He is struggling hard, but I need him to focus. We all need to be one step ahead
this time.
“Sit down, Percy” I insist. He physically frowns, his nose scrunching as he follows my command, but not terribly willingly.
“Are you sure she said to stay here and wait for her?” He asks, his knee popping up and down as he lifts his bloodied hands and behind to chew on his nails.
“Percy,” I say sternly, commanding his attention as he seems to shap out of his mind and looks at me. “Are you questioning
me?”
His eyes grow wide and he swallows roughly as he shakes his head no.
“We will be fighting again soon enough, Pere. You just need to be patient.” Hayes assures him and Percy drags his hands through his hair, his face looking away.
“Are you sure it was even Colette?” Hayes asks, sitting next to me I frown at him and he gives me a pitiful look. “It’s a fair question and you know it.”
He has a point, and I hate that I never even took the time to consider it. Lily has gotten in Colette’s head before using her memories to distort her dreams. Granted, that is a usual practice of dream walkers, but who is to say Lily hasn’t twisted the magic she uses? What keeps her from doing what she wants when laws and order mean nothing to her now?
But when I recall the sound of her voice in my head, the way she felt like her. It was more than just someone in my head using her against me. It was the full bond, the way I could feel her, and I knew she could feel me. The way I still feel her now, even with this distance. It’s a nagging in the back of my brain that screams, this is real.
“It is Colette, I am certain” I say, giving him an annoyed look.
“Unless it is Colette being controlled.” Caspian offers, and I scoff
“I am willing to bet my life that she is in control of her own mind and actions and that it is her” I tell them emphatically.
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“There is nothing I know better than Colette in this world.”
“I say we send out one of us to go lurk around,” Percy says. Hayes laughs and shakes his head and I look at Leandra, who seems distant sitting across from us, her knees tucked to her chest with her arms wrapped tightly around them.
“And I suppose you want to volunteer as tribute, huh?” Hayes asks Percy.
“I am the best option.” He says matter of fact. Their quibble fades to the background as I reach out to Colette, just needing to hear her voice again. That reassurance she is safe, for real. My lycan stirs, whining as we wait for her response, even though we can feel that she is able to hear and process what I want from her.
-Soon–She says, her words echoing in my mind as my eyes fall closed and a smile flashes over my lips. My heart races at her voice, my stomach knotting as if I am a fool waiting outside the princesses tower for her to run away with him.
-Not soon enough–I tell her and she chuckles.
-Prince Teiran is getting things prepared for our escape. It won’t be long, only a few hours.– she says.
-Are you sure you trust him?— I ask her and I feel her hesitation,
-Trust is a strong word. But I have faith his hatred for Giselle will win out against anything else. He will come through.– She says and I frown.
I would prefer to be doing this with some trusted individual who wasn’t a prince of the species holding my mate captive and torturing her. But I guess beggars can’t be choosers.
Did you find her?— She asks, her voice soft, broken, and I know immediately she is referring to Penny.
-We did,— I tell her,-Percy is, of course, taking it hard.–
“You are talking to her right now, aren’t you?” Percy asks, leaning forward. “Does that mean it is time to go? I’m ready.”
“It is not go time yet,” I tell him, pressing my lips together.
-They came out of nowhere–She whispers, remembering it all.
-We can talk about this in person, so I can hold you while you mourn her–I breathe and I can hear her quiet hum of approval.–Any news of what you need from us next?—
-Merikh they know you are here. They knew it the second you hit their lands. What I need from you is a distraction-
I look at Percy, who seems incapable of sitting still. The over at Hayes, who is holding onto Leandra’s hand even if she tries to take it away. It’s obvious she enjoys clinging to him, but she clearly is uncomfortable with the affection. Then I glance at Caspian, who watches me with curious eyes.
-I think we can manage a distraction. How big?— I ask her.
I can feel a tingle of amusement through the link.
-As big as your love for me?— She asks, and I chuckle to myself.
-I hope you are prepared-
-I will be in touch soon–She says suddenly before I feel her just out of reach.
I press my head to the back of the crumbling rocks and exhale, dragging my hand over my face before looking down and checking out my leg. The burn is still as angry as it was before and I frown at it, confused why it hasn’t healed yet.
“True dragon burns don’t heal quickly.” Leandra says softly. “We learned that quickly while being here,
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“They used to hurt you?” Hayes asks, his rage unmistakable. She shakes her head.
“Yes, and no.” She shrugs before her cheeks grow pink in embarrassment. “It’s complicated. Most of the dragons aren’t awful. They don’t like us much, but they aren’t all violent and mean.”
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