Grace nodded. “Yeah, Louis was heading to help out with their drama. He said he’d be going between the two places to keep everything functioning.”
Tyson snorted. “Damn sorcerer. Thinks he’s so important.”
“He is,” Grace replied drily. “You might have the power, but he has power and experience.”
Tyson looked like he wanted to argue, but she shot him a look that ended with a shake of his head, and his mouth shut.
Jacob’s lips twitched as he watched his brother get shut down by the one supe who could. “Hopefully there’s no Atlantean drama,” he said to break the tension. “We haven’t even dealt with our current situation.”
“What if this ley line dramaisAtlantean?” Tyson asked all of a sudden. “We just assumed president, but there’s no empirical evidence to base that on.”
Jacob shot his brother a measured stare. “You know, that’s very true. Guess we’ll find out soon enough.”
The Compasses just took it in their stride, one world-ending drama after another. I would never begrudge having a Compass as a true mate—I loved how strong and powerful Jacob was. I loved the close family ties and pack like bond, but they certainly came with plenty of danger.
"I don't know how your brothers do it," I said softly. "Having children and constantly dealing with end-of-the-world situations. It must be fucking terrifying."
I was terrified for their little ones, and barely even knew them.
Jacob met my gaze, his eyes sorrowful; he’d read between the lines of what I’d said. "It is scary," he said softly, reaching out a hand to grasp mine. "But they wouldn't change a thing. Compass children are born into one of the strongest packs in the world, and every single one of us would die for our young."
"Not to mention our babies are powerful on their own," Tyson added. "Pretty sure they're the next generation that will be saving the world. You know. When the time comes."
His eyes twinkled as he wiggled his eyebrows at Grace. "Wanna make a baby?"
She narrowed her gaze on him. "Timing, Ty. You got no timing."
He shrugged. "Time works for me, not the other way around."
Grace tilted her head, screwing up her face as she searched for patience, no doubt. "I just— that's not how that works, mate."
Tyson shrugged again, all suave, because he clearly wasn't afraid of anything. Cocky should have been their middle names. All of them.
Jacob squeezed my hand, drawing my attention firmly to him. "We don't have to worry about the possibility of having a child for a long time," he said softly. “We’re in no rush.”
It should have freaked me out how confident he was in our relationship, like it was inevitable, but I felt the same. When you knew, you just knew.
"We live very long lives," he continued, his musical voice soothing. "And I want to enjoy time with you during moments of peace. I think we deserve that. So, let's fight for that now and worry about the rest later."
I cleared my throat. "You’re pretty fucking good with words, Jacob Compass."
It was hard to choke out anything else as my emotions overwhelmed me.
Thankfully, we appeared to be reaching the end of our road, so there was no time for more words. The rainbow bridge was exiting into a shimmery wall, and hopefully beyond that was the one place we needed to be.
Earth.
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Justice wasn't the best at hiding her true feelings. She thought she was, but I was learning how to read between the lines of what she said and did. I saw her, and even though she was fearful for the future, she was also ready to fight for it.
We’d fight for it together.
As the bridge ended, we found ourselves sprinting through a shimmery wall. My grip on Justice’s hand tightened.
"Wow," Grace said, when we stepped into the other side of the veil. "That rainbow bridge knew exactly where we wanted to go."
