“Your connection is stronger already,” he continued, and he looked pleased. “You communicated across the city for starters, and it will grow with time. Even I can feel it.” He waved his hands, in the same manner most witches used to search for magic. “Once you start to work on that bond, and keep building up your beasts with Emme’s magic, you’ll be near unstoppable.”
“No one is building up our beasts using her magic,” I snarled, and he completely ignored me.
“Can you feel her magic?” he asked enthusiastically. “Push in behind her wolf and search for it. That’s where I had to bind it, since her beast was more dominant.”
Currently, the only thing I could feel from Emme was a surge of pleasure and need. “I don’t think she’s quite finished sealing the bonds,” I noted dryly. “I can’t sense any magic though?—”
The jolt of her release cut me off, and the bond was flooded with a burst of energy, one filled with ice and fire at the same time.
My knees slammed into the ground, Kellan and Finley right beside me, and it took every ounce of my strength to keep from passing out. Constantine’s magic flooded the room, acting like a Taser, jolting us all back to reality.
“We’ve got to get to the apartment,” I bit out, hauling my aching bones up. “I think her magic finally unleashed.”
I was halfway to the garage already, with my brothers and Constantine right behind. I tried to connect with Emme through her beast, but there was no response, and Slade didn’t answer his phone.
No doubt they were unconscious after that surge, just as we’d have been if Constantine hadn’t been here to help us. My pack was unconscious, vulnerable, and possibly hurt.
We had to get there and figure out what the hell just happened.
And make sure it never happened again.
CHAPTER 11
FINLEY
No one said a word as we raced for the garage, and I knew I wasn’t the only one inwardly focused on the bond. Like with Hunter, I could see my pack mates, and that the three who weren’t with us were unmoving and unresponsive.
Constantine’s expression remained reserved as he followed us, but he didn’t ask any questions.
He knew better than to delay us with his curiosity.
My bear raged as we pawed at Emme’s wolf, desperately needing her to be okay. She was alive, that much we could tell, but in her current unconscious state there was nothing else to learn. When she was asleep, I could feel her moods—yeah, I was a proud bond stalker—but today there was only silence at the end of our connection.
“She’s okay, right?” Kellan’s voice rasped on the final word as he slid into the back of Hunter’s Flying Spur, leaving me to take the passenger seat.
“She’s alive,” Hunter growled, starting his vehicle and near shifting into drive in the same movement.
Constantine was seated beside Kellan, and none of us bothered with seatbelts as Hunter tore out of the garage. The temporarily patched walls from when Talon had burst through in his dragon form were almost joined by a Bentley shaped one, as Hunter took the exit so fast he must have scraped his roof on the opening garage door.
When we emerged into our street, a familiar black jeep came into view, and Hunter barely avoided a collision. It wasn’t until Kellanleaned forward and gasped,Mom,that I realized why it was familiar. It was his brother Julien’s car, and sitting clear as day in the passenger seat was their blond-haired, blue-eyed mother, Danielle Jackson.
Hunter repositioned us beside the other car, and Julien lowered his window immediately. “Is everything okay?” he asked when our window was down too. “Mom and Dad dropped by for a surprise visit.”
Through our pack bond, I felt the surge of joy and worry from Kellan. “I’m so fucking happy to see you, but we’ve got a bit of an emergency. We’ll be back soon.”
His mom was the sweetest lady, looking not much older than us. The Jackson brothers got their coloring from her, and their size from Conrad, their alpha dad.
“Rocket,” Conrad called, his gruff voice strong even from the back of the car, “what’s the emergency? Can we help?”
Kellan gripped the edge of Hunter’s chair. “Emme and the dragons bonded. There was an explosion of energy, and we’re heading to check they’re all okay.”
At the shocked expression on Danielle’s face, Hunter took off, calling over his shoulder, “We’ll see you when you get back.”
We’d already wasted too much time. Kellan’s family would just have to wait.
“Did you know they were visiting?” I asked him as we raced from the street, the still smashed security gates allowing us a quick exit.
Kellan sank back against his chair. “I had no idea. They’ve been asking to visit for ages, but I kept putting them off. We’ve had too much shit going on, and I didn’t want to risk their safety around us. Clearly, they decided they were done waiting.”
