My head swivels toward him, another frown marring my lips. “No?”
Steel clears his throat. “What he meant to say was that we’d prefer to escort the three of you wherever we’re going.”
I scoff. “We need no escorts, Steel. Plus, your bikes will spook the horses.”
“Horses? You have horses?” Blaze sounds excited, but it’s hard to tell with his helmet on.
I wish they’d remove their helmets. I want to see what they look like—even though I know I won’t be able to see their heads.
“We do.” Phoebe nods her head. “When we came to the island, we found that many had survived somehow. It’s how weget around the island. We have other livestock as well, but we had to go to the mainland to get them.”
“That’s so cool.” I imagine if I could see Blaze’s face, his eyes and smile would be wide.
Too bad I can’t.
“If you’d prefer, we can go with Jaeden.” Steel nods at the stone coat. “We’ll follow you.”
I bite my lip as the three of them climb back onto their bikes and follow Jaeden down the road that nature is slowly taking back.
I take a step toward the road before pulling myself to a stop and shaking my head.
My chest hurts the further away they drive, as if my body is begging me to follow them.
“What the fuck, Dalia?” Morrigan’s voice has gone up an octave.
“Ummm…what?”
She narrows her eyes. “You’re not nearly as surprised as you should be that Renwick is coming for you.”
“We always knew it was a possibility.” I shrug. “Plus, I freaked out. Obviously, I was surprised.”
She doesn’t believe me, and she shouldn’t, but I still have no intention of telling them about the mirror.
Or the blood bond I have with Renwick.
Crap.
I really need to stop hiding things from my sisters. They’re going to kill me when they find out.
“Leave it be, Mor.” Phoebe nudges our sister toward the cottage. “Come on. We have to make ourselves presentable.”
Morrigan lets Phoebe lead her away from me, but not before telling me, “This isn’t over, sister. I know you’re keeping something from us, and I will find out what that is.”
All I can do is watch them walk away, the pain in my chest only growing as the riders move further away.
I’m so fucked.
There are no ifs, ands, or buts about it.
I’m drawn to three men I met less than an hour ago, and I’m keeping secrets from my sisters.
Oh, and my evil ex is planning to attack our city.
I follow my sisters into the cottage slowly, knowing that everything is about to change.
Eventually, I won’t be able to keep my secrets. My sisters are going to be pissed, and I already know what Morrigan will say.
If you had told us, we could have been more prepared.
