Threat’s gone…gone...The words resonated inside her head. As her conscious mind flew back into her, her knees buckled. Powerful arms gathered her and lowered her to thegrass.
She opened her eyes and stared into anxious sun-bright ones. Something warm and wet dripped down her mouth. Hastily, she sat up and her head swam. Clenching her teeth against the dizziness, she tugged free the hoodie she’d tied around her waist and wiped away the blood. Her gaze rushed to his. “I’msorry.”
His eyes glowed a yellowy red when his darker side came to the forefront. But he just shook his head and hugged her. His hoarse voice muffled in her hair. “Never do that again. I don’t think my heart would surviveit.”
“I got mad. She would have hurt you.” She pushed away from him and swiped her noseagain.
“Lie back and keep your head up until itstops—”
“Allow me.” Another voice surprised them both. Týr crouched beside them. She had no idea he’d been there. He held his hand above her nose, and a blue healing light coalesced into her, stopping theflow.
“Thank you,” she whispered ingratitude.
“I’m glad I could help.” Týr lowered his hand. “I came by to make sure things were okay when I didn’t find you on the roof. Caught the tail-end of the drama—” He nodded to where Kaerys had been. “Good job, Shae. You terrified the hell out of thatfemale.”
She smiled, but her anxious gaze flicked back to Dagan. Before she could ask him about his new injury, he said, “This power of yours isdifferent.”
That derailed her thoughts. She frowned. “I felt the same as I did in the alley the first time…only stronger. This time, I could see everything in slow motion, see her power as it headed for us… Then I stopped it.Right?”
“No. You absorbed herability.”
“What?”
“It seems you have quite a uniquecapability.”
What? Stealing another’s—animmortal’s—power? Christ! She could barely handle her teleporting. Worried, her gaze darted between Dagan and Týr. “Does this mean I’mpsionic?”
Dagan rose and helped her to her feet. “It’s the only thing that makes sense. Your powers appeared a few months after the first psi rose, as stated by the Watcher’s prophecy—that once the Healer awakened, the rest would soon follow. And no ordinary mortal would have those kinds ofabilities.”
Týr nodded in agreement, pushing to his feet. “Echo can confirm that. She can see auras and knows a psi from a normal psychic—something about thecolor.”
A shiver slid through her like some kind of precursor. She rubbed her arms, thrusting away the thought, recalling something else the goddess had said. “Dagan, what did Kaerys mean when she said she’d send the law-keepers afterus?”
His expression hardened. “She thinks the law-keepers will execute us since immortals and mortals aren’t allowed to mate and soul-join. She has no idea you’re a psi and that she’s wasting hertime.”
“It shouldn’t be a problem anyway,” Týr said, flanking her other side as they headed for the castle. “Blaéz got The Morrigan’s promise. We should no longer be affected by the AbsoluteLaws.”
“So we’re safe then?” she asked, pressing her fingers to her churningstomach.
Dagan glanced down at her, his ashen features softening. He put his hand on her waist, his thumb stroking the inch of skin her tank top exposed. “Yes.”
Shae inhaled deeply. God, she hoped he wasright.
