I dove in behind him, and the two of us scrambled on our hands and knees down a fucking tunnel. I knew there were tunnels down in the dungeons, but we’d never been inside them. There weren’t blueprints for the Palace, so everything we knew was what we’d mapped out ourselves.
We made it to a small room when Skye called for me again.
Wyatt, show me where you are.
No,I snapped.You’re not getting trapped down here.
I have a map,she snarled.Do it now.
I blinked, letting her look through my eyes. My head darted around without my doing, and my heart-rate spiked as I realized I couldn’t control my own movements, but in the next moment I was free.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and then the walls shifted again.
“Fuck!” Rafe cried out, and shadows filled the tunnel a beat too late.
The stone wall closest to us crumpled, and an all too familiar, searing hot pain ignited in my thigh.
“Shit, shit, shit,” Rafe was suddenly looming over me as I stared at the ceiling, my mind frozen on the fact that I’d just re-broken my fucking femur while we were trapped in a dungeon with a fire nearby. I wasn’t sure how long he’d been there. I seemed to be fading in and out of consciousness.
Rafe coughed as more smoke billowed into the tunnel. He moved to pull me, but then gasped as flames began licking into the chamber. He whimpered, trying hard to pull me, but his arms were shaking violently, his legs buckling under him.
“Wyatt,” he rasped. He blinked, and tears began to stream down his cheeks. “Wyatt, I’m so fucking sorry. I really did it this time.”
“Shut the fuck up,” I hissed, pulling him down by his collar. “We’re getting out of here.”
“Oh, my God. Wyatt!”
It was as if the sun had just emerged after a hurricane.
Skye was here.
She was fucking here.
“Fuck, I don’t know if I can take all of us. Someone needs to stay with Aiden.”
“Skye,” I coughed, not sure what she meant by that. “Get him out.”
“No, take Wyatt.” Rafe said. “Leave me, I’ll be–”
Everything went silent.
Skye disappeared with Rafe, and only two seconds later she was back.
It was the longest two seconds of my life.
“Wyatt?” She coughed, the smoke growing thicker by the second.Where are you?
“Here,” I croaked, hissing as I tried to move my leg.
It was well and truly broken. It would take a lot more than just Dani to fix it this time, too. I hoped Zephyr would take pity on me and fix it permanently this time. Either that or I’d have to risk Exhaust.
It may have been a bit weird for me to follow that line of thinking while in a life-threatening situation, but then I had a stunning realization.
I wasn’t…scared.
Skye was here. She was going to get me. I’d be safe with her.
Skye teleported again, appearing right in front of me.
