“Probably,” Tipkin murmured, also staring at my arm as he jumped to his feet.
Ezra ignored all of this. “Lily, what else did you promise her?”
I hummed absently, standing and brushing off my cloak. “Nothing important.”
Ezra couldn’t scent thelieeven if Tipkin could. Luckily, the hybrid kept his mouth shut.
My husband muttered a curse. “Dammit, you’re lying to me.”
Okay, maybe he could still read me better than anyone else.
“We need to focus on why we’re here.” I held a hand down to him. “Arethose gunshots I hear from the north?”
Another curse was heard, but he grabbed my hand and lifted to his feet. “Yes, they are.”
“Where are we?”
“In the state of Washington,” Tipkin answered, walking toward the gunfire. “More precisely, we’re in Washington the day King Zeller infiltrated a Com extremist’s camp to rescue his Prodigy.”
I gawked, not moving. “We really went into the past?”
Ezra’s head cocked, listening to the sounds in the distance. “It sounds about right.”
“Yes, we did,” Tipkin called over his shoulder, marching farther away through the forest. “So hurry your asses up. We don’t have much time before we have to leave again. Philip is on a damn mission today.”
Ezra stayed by my side, asking loudly, “This won’t disrupt the past?”
“No. We’re meant to be here. Includinghim. Just not what he wants as the end result.”
Ezra glanced at me.
I was already sniffing the air heavily, catching the currents of his words. “Truth to all.”
My husband gazed ahead then shrugged a shoulder. “We’d better hurry.”
With his back to us, his long legs taking him through the forest at a fast clip, Tipkin threw his hands up in the air. “That’s what I’ve been saying!”
Hunkered behind brush, downwind from the scents of Com blood floating in the air, I pointed my gun where we had spied Philip Masterson high in a tree, his own silver arrows aimed. He appeared to be waiting as he watched the horde of Coms surrounding Ezra and his Prodigy. My past self hadn’t yet arrived to the scene.
“With this newsurprise,” I whispered, not sure what I thought about this dangerous aspect, “that hybrid Mages can travel back in time, I bet he’s how the Coms knew who the next Prodigy was. He could have traveled into the past and told them.”
I knew what I was waiting for. In the past, there had been two arrows that had hit us. Now I knew where they had come from. We could not alter time, so we had to wait for him to fire two before we attacked.
Ezra grunted. “It makes sense. Only two people know how to do the spell to find the Prodigies. Elder Harcourt and Elder Farrar. The spell is protected that way. And we already know they were questioned. Though Philip could have found out later who she was if he had any contacts inside King Cave.”
Where our Prodigies now stayed for their own protection.
That didn’t give me warm and fuzzy feelings. “We’ll need to move them when we get back.”
Ezra’s Vampire growled in confirmation.
Ten minutes later, Philip fired his first arrow.
Ezra and I held our aim on Philip.
Tipkin put on gloves and notched a silver arrow on his bow, targeting our prey.
Philip’s second arrow fired.
