What thefuckwas RiverfuckingMac doing here? And he wasdressedfor the gala? I ignored his sharp appearance, shaking my head in disbelief.
“Skye,” he breathed, then shook his head frantically. “No.No. What are you doing here?!”
“I don’t have time for this,” I snapped. “My other two Links are burning in the fucking dungeon right now.”
“They…no. Fuck. YourLinks?The Prince and–”
River reached out, and although it wasn’t threatening, my affinity jolted. His hand barely touched my arm as I whipped around, then squeezed my hand into a fist to hold him still.
River froze like a statue, his eyes widening as he realized what I’d done.
“Holy fuck,” he breathed. “You’re the fucking phantom.”
“Don’t make me kill you,” I said shakily. “Just go, River. I have to save my Links.”
“Skye,” River said, his blue eyes wide. “I…wait. I can help.”
“I don’t trust you,” I said, using my affinity to lift Aiden again. “Stay away from me. I’m serious. I don’t want to kill you.”
“Skye, I can help you. I know this building.”
I shook my head, keeping my hold on him while I stalked down the hall with Aiden.
“Skye,” River raised his voice slightly. “If he catches you, he’ll kill you. He’s going to steal your affinity, and it’ll kill you.”
I stopped, the weight of Aiden almost too much for my weak knees.
“Why are you trying to help me?” I demanded.
“Just look into my mind, Skye. I’ll show you the map of the Palace he made.”
We stared at each other, and I shook my head in agitation. We were wasting valuable fucking time while Rafe and Wyatt were burning below us.
I had no reason to trust him. He was a dick to me at every turn, he’d punched the wall next to my head, and now he was here at this gala that had clearly been a trap. But I’d never met a Telepath that could hurt me.
“Will…will it hurt?” River asked at the same moment I pushed into his mind.
“Show me,” I snapped.
River clenched his jaw, but showed me an extremely detailed map of the Palace. It was hand drawn inside a notebook, with eraser marks and pencil smudges littering the margins. He showed me a mental image of the dungeons next, with redX’s marking something important, then other markings showing tunnel openings.
“Did you look yet?” River asked.
I didn’t answer.
I teleported.
Chapter 54
Wyatt
“Rafe, don’t pass out,”I snarled.
Rafe panted heavily from beside me, his head between his knees while shadows skated around us, all but useless.
The fire had started only moments after Josefa died. Smoke had begun seeping in from all directions, and I’d somehow managed to get us to a deeper cavern while I searched for another outlet.
Nothing terrified Rafe.
