I pushed that into their wills as well.
“Done.” The men set their guns in the hall and walked away slowly.
Hurrying into the room, I looked at Emmitt and then Michelle.
“Are you two sure you’re okay?”
Michelle nodded shakily and moved toward Emmitt.
“I might throw up again,” she said.
I reached for her will, not to control, but to touch it to gain a better understanding of how she felt. My reach brushed her will and another. Stunned, I stared at her for a moment.
What is it,Thomas sent me. Your emotions are all over the place.
I mentally shook myself and glanced at him.
She’s pregnant. I don’t think they know. And now isn’t the time to tell them.
Agreed.
“We need to leave,” I said instead, focusing on Michelle. “I’ll help you get dressed.”
ISABELLE…
I smoothed back Bethi’s hair. The weight of her head in my lap brought out motherly type instincts I didn’t think I had.
“You high enough yet?” I asked, pulling just a bit more.
“Not nearly,” she slurred. “We should have brought some beer.”
I grinned down at her.
“Next time, we’ll get you high for fun and bring beer. You can torment Luke with it until you pass out.”
“He won’t care so much once I turn eighteen.”
I doubted her age was the driving factor for his protectiveness. Instead of saying so, I glanced up at Carlos, Luke, and Grey who all waited in the car a healthy distance away. They’d been sitting in the car for hours while Bethi and I talked, not that I’d gotten much out of her other than vivid descriptions of her numerous deaths.
Exhaling slowly, I took in the view. She and I sat on an overlook bench on some random mountain road. The cold air helped keep her awake, and the surrounding vista was as beautiful as it was peaceful. I’d hoped both, along with my gift, would calm her down enough to talk about her dreams. It had, but I still didn’t see an answer in anything she’d shared.
“Is there anything else you can remember about your dreams since Olivia joined us?” I asked.
“Nope.”
A brush of worry touched my mind right before the sudden blast of the horn made me jump. I looked up in time to watch Luke climb out and sprint our way.
“Asshats,” Bethi mumbled, snuggling in.
“We need to go, luv,” he said, scooting Bethi up without acknowledging her choice word.
“Fine. Next time we’re bringing beer, though.”
“What’s wrong?” I asked, standing and jogging with him.
“Jim and Olivia were attacked at a restaurant. Humans. The rest just got attacked at the hotel. Humans again. Charlene stopped them. Gabby said we’re free of humans out here, but there are a group of Urbat heading toward us.”
I stopped jogging.
