The seer rolled her eyes and plopped down to rest her back against a tree trunk. “It’s dark and I don’t have wolf eyes.”
Something about this bothered me.
“What?” Thalia snapped when she caught me staring at her.
“How did you get through my wards?”
Her expression turned guileless, though a spot of color touched the tops of her cheekbones. “I have some fae blood. Maybe that’s how?” She shrugged.
Garrett didn’t look at me. “She was holding onto my arm when we passed through. Maybe that’s it?”
“Shouldn’t be.” How the hell had she gotten through? I was diligent when building my wards. If Cliona couldn’t get through, a seer shouldn’t be able to either. I studied her thoroughly but could sense no other magic around her. She was fae, I could tell, and there was something extremely familiar about her. I’d noticed it the first day we met, and the feeling I knew her had never left.
But I know we’d never met. I would have remembered.
Simone stared at Thalia, too, before she turned to meet my eyes. An unfamiliar emotion flickered over her face before she dropped her gaze. “I’m ready to start when you are.”
Caelan nudged me with his nose. I ran my hand over his head and nodded. The Thalia problem could wait until later.
We had to find whatever Nadia was looking for before she came for the rest of us.
Chapter
Twenty-Six
During the third hour of the search, a mournful howl rolled through my land. Garrett had found something.
Caelan shifted in a flash of light and reached for the bag of clothes I carried. “He’s to the west. Do you want to wait here with Thalia or come with me?”
Thalia was engrossed in her brightly lit, flashing cellphone.
“We can’t leave her here?” I asked.
“Garrett would lose it. When Simone gets back, you can follow.”
His tone sounded hesitant almost, which was unusual for him, and he kept giving Thalia side-eyed glances.
“I can hear you,” Thalia said, a note of exasperation in her voice.
“Why are you under such a tight guard?” I asked.
She lifted a slender shoulder in a careless shrug. “I’m a seer. A really good one, apparently. I can’t be left unattended lest I faint and hurt myself. Or something.”
Not once had she looked up from her cell phone.
“Is that the only reason?” I murmured to Caelan.
He pressed a kiss to my cheek just as Garrett howled again. “Gotta run. Follow when Simone gets back.”
Without waiting for a response or answering my question, Caelan took off at a jog.
I sat down close to Thalia. “What are you playing?”
“Tetris. They monitor my phone and won’t let me have anything with messaging capability.”
My jaw dropped. “What? Why?”
“My father doesn’t want me to get involved with the wrong crowd.” A small smile played on her face.
