“Kade! We need to get a healer to look at this.”
He finally snapped out of his stupor, wincing as he looked down at his hand. “This is no normal arrow. It is laced with something that hurts like hellfire.” Gritting his teeth, he reached with his uninjured hand and gripped the tip of the arrow. In a quick movement, he snapped the head off and then pulled the arrow out. As soon as it was gone, blood spurted out of the wound and flowed easily as I rushed to apply pressure.
“It’s not healing!” I said.
Kade shook his head. “It’s doused in something … magic or poison.” His eyes darkened then. “You would have died, Ari.”
Finn, get Violet and have her come to the mecca crystal room. Kade’s hurt.No matter how far in the world I was from my familiar, I could always call on him. I could have called on Violet too, as her queen alpha, but it would have taken too much time to sort through all the pack bonds within me. Time I didn’t have right now.
I leaned in closer, my voice shaking as I said, “You saved me. Again.”
My hands were pressing hard, sandwiching his injured hand, trying in vain to stop the bleeding. Kade was right. This arrow would have eviscerated my heart and kept it from regenerating.
He lifted his uninjured hand and cupped my face, those stunning eyes swimming with emotion. “Don’t take a mate. It would be a mistake.”
It got even harder to breathe than normal, but before I could do anything or reply, Violet was with us inside the room. She started toward us but couldn’t make it all the way.
“Let’s get out of here!” she shouted, her face crumpling as she fought the energy. In my panic over Kade I’d forgotten how strong the mecca energy was here. Either I’d gotten used to it, or Kade was shielding me from the worst of the effects.
Definitely Kade. He was always protecting me.
Keeping a tight hold on his hand, we waded through the magic to reach the tunnel and make our way out. Violet was already gone, no doubt waiting for us on the other side. Once we were all in the library room, and the pulse of mecca shut off behind the now closed door, Kade took a seat in one of the large reading chairs. The magic born wasted no time examining his hand. The first thing Violet did was smell it, her delicate nose crinkling prettily. Then she ran her palm over the top of it, hovering about half-an-inch from the wound.
She whistled low, her head coming up so she could see me. “Nasty old magic. I can fix it though.”
She produced a bottle of liquid that resembled molten gold. Sometimes my friend was a walking apothecary; she almost always had the right elixir on hand – part of her extra-sensory, see the future thing. She focused on Kade. “You ready, King Kade? This is going to hurt like nothing you have ever experienced before…”
He looked at me. “I doubt that.”
My heart clenched and ached. His meaning was clear, and so was the sorrow between us. Duty came first, for us both, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t painful. Our moment was broken when Violet poured the molten gold onto his palm and it began to smoke and sizzle. The bellow out of Kade’s mouth had me and the magic born taking a big step backward; it had been the deepest bear roar I’d ever heard. My guards rushed into the room with weapons drawn, but upon seeing Kade, gritted teeth, rumbling chest, and bloodied hand, they lowered their weapons.
Violet looked impressed. “The last guy I did that to cried like a baby and passed out.”
Kade took a deep settling breath and turned his hand over to see both sides of it. There was a shining gold filling the hole, and after a fewmoments the gold faded, turning into fresh pink skin.
“I cried a little on the inside,” he said with a wink. Violet and I laughed at the same time, a nervous yet relieved sort of cackle.
“Okay, let’s never do that again,” I said.
Kade shrugged. “Not the most pleasant experience, but we might have just found our greatest weapon, and possibly a way to fix the mecca.”
His meaning hit me then. Holy crap. We had a way into the fae lands. Could we fit soldiers through that mirage portal? If an arrow came through to our end, then surely we could send things into their lands. But why would we want to? Unless he meant…
“So if we could figure out how to manipulate the mecca, we might be able to use the stones to send the energy back to their side of the veil?” I asked, not sure if that was his way to fix the mecca.
As Kade nodded, Violet clapped her hands together. “I was in the newly unsealed magic library when you called,” she said, her voice trilling with excitement. “I might have actually found some information to help with that.”
She took off. I was right behind her, and even though he was quiet and graceful, a two hundred and fifty pound male couldn’t follow withoutmaking some noise, so I knew Kade was there too. My guards fell in next to him, all of us chasing the magic born. Violet’s hair whipped around her as she ran, and more than one surprised face turned in our direction. When they saw me in the midst, most of them averted their eyes, but some couldn’t seem to turn away. Couldn’t really blame them. We were an odd bunch. Especially the blood-spattered bear king.
Violet led us up three flights of stairs, past the late queen’s private storeroom and into the small room filled with magical tomes, most of which were unreadable for all except magic born.
Jesabele and Seamus were already in the room, both of them with their heads bent over studying books, white hair reflecting off the magical light they must have all created. The room was very well lit, much brighter than the lighting originally in here. Everything was actually really clean too, which had to be their doing since this room had been sealed under the Red Queen’s reign and only just now was opened. Walking deeper in, the room was much larger than I originally expected. At least ten by ten foot, shelves lining each wall from floor to ceiling. There were thousands of books. Some small, others huge. The moment I crossed into the room I felt a heavy pulse of magic; thesebooks had old magic hidden within their words, I could sense it dancing across my skin.
“Are all of these about the Otherworld?” I asked, my voice breathless. “All fae magic?”
Violet shook her head. “Not directly. Most of these books are the long lost magic of the witches, but many of those spells are still fae in origin.”
“Not so long lost after all,” Blaine said, staring around. He’d fallen back with my other dominants near the doorway, all of them peering in to get a better look.
