Aw… how nice.
No time for that.
“We need to go! Now!” I shouted. “Saldrea’s coming and she can’t find you here.” I meant Myel, but it occurred to me Rook might not be safe either. “Either of you. You both need to come with us now!”
“Us who? You and…?” Myel asked, but he was already moving.
“That seraph you hate just saved my life. Trust him now?”
“Oh.”
The three of us ran back to my room, but there I stopped, because I had no clue where to go next.
“Where’s safe?” I asked the three men… no four. The dragon was mid-shift, landing in my room as well. Also, he was naked… because clothes apparently didn’t shift with you and… be-still-my aching-loins! Wow, he was a big boy, in all ways, including the massive sausage hanging between his legs… which was not what I should be thinking about right now.
“I know a place,” Myel piped up. “If they don’t know about me, then the shifter residence should be safe, at least for a little bit.” He glanced at Vyns.
“They don’t know about you,” Vyns affirmed.
“Yeah, shifter residence sounds good,” the dragon added. I really should learn his name. “That’s the last place Saldrea would look.”
“Wait…” Rook said, stunned. “Your ears… you’re… an elf?”
He’d only just noticed?
“Yup, no clue what that means, but apparently so.”
“It means she’s a pr—” Vyns began.
“It means we need to go… now!” Myel hissed.
“Right.” Vyns nodded. He scooped me up, and before I could ask how Rook and Myel were going to get there, Rook had sprouted wings and Myel had shifted into a small bat.
Koar didn’t take his dragon form but sprouted wings as a man.
They could all fly.
Everyone but me could fly.
I felt left out.
Though it was nice being held so securely as Vyns took off. The four of us didn’t take to the skies, but instead, glided out over the cliff, then down. Right… because Saldrea would be looking to the skies. She’d see us if we flew over the campus.
We glided low, over the ocean, heading east, before flying to the top of the cliffs on the other side of the massive arena. There, all the guys transformed back and I was let down. We all ran across the wide east-campus lawns, past several buildings before reaching the trees outside of a large, functional-looking building.
“I’ll get her inside, then come back for the rest of you,” Myel said taking my hand.
“How?” Vyns asked, but his voice faded — as did the trees and the guys — in a puff of shadowed smoke. And when the smoke cleared, I was in a room.
Oh!
Wow.
So that’s what it felt like to use Myel’s shadow-step!
“Who’s there?” a gruff voice sounded from the darkness.
“Myel and Izzy. Saldrea knows. We’re out of time.” Myel’s tone was imperative. I’d have thought we’d go to his room, but apparently not.
