Cael frowns. “No, but it looks like sign language.”
“She also kept showing me the number seven and tapping her wrist.”
“She?”
“Nikiski,” I explain. “She’s…” I trail off as a particularly painful spasm rips through my belly. I press my palm to it, trying to quell the ache. Then I bite my lip to keep from moaning out loud.
“Ashlyn?” he asks, sounding concerned.
“Home,” someone else says in the background.
“What?” Cael asks.
“That sign meanshome,” the deep voice tells him.
I don’t know who it is and I don’t care.
Because that makes sense. “She was trying to tell me they’re in Kodiak Sector,” I manage to force out.
“Are you okay, Ashlyn?” Cael demands.
“I’m fine,” I tell him. “It’s Grey—I saw him… Iseehim getting shot. You need to help him, Cael. They’ve done something to him. I… I don’t know what. But he was shadowing to Lunar Sector and somehow ended up there. And his sister… she’s been manipulating my visions. Though, I don’t think she’swantedto do it.”
So it’s not a Sylvia situation, like with Prince Tadhg when he’d basically groomed her to do his bidding.
This felt veryforced, like Nikiski’s been fighting whoever has her in custody.
The man with the glass… the one that looked like Grey.“Spruce,” I realize, another piece of the puzzle clicking into place. “Cael, I think Spruce is alive. Grey’s brother. He has Nikiski… and Grey.”
I just don’t understand what the end game is.
I can’tseeit.
All I see are those Alphas coming to rip me apart.
“You have to help him, Cael. Promise me you’ll help him.”
He says something in response, but I can’t hear him over the roaring in my ears.
Oh, Fates…The vision has worsened.
I’ve accidentally set off a trigger of some kind. I just don’t understand what or how, only that the outcome is starting to reveal itself in my mind.
And it’s not pleasant.
It’s bloody.
Horrific.
Filled with pain…
I focus on the window… on the night sky…It’s happening.
Tonight is when everything ends.
“Help him, Cael,” I say again. “Save him and Nikiski, and tell him I’ll be waiting.”
I won’t be.
