“All ones and zeros?”
“It’s gone now.” I dragged my eyes back to the screen.
“Your eyes were black,” Angel observed. “They’re blue again. Can you turn it back on?”
I focused on him, the way I’d stare at a magic eye puzzle, and the threads shimmered back into view.
“And off?” He gave my thigh a squeeze.
A blink banished the lines, replaced by a dull throb behind my eyes. “Headache warning,” I muttered.
A corner of his mouth lifted. “But you mastered it fast.”
Ivan crawled up on the bed beside us, a bowl of strawberries in his grasp. “You really closed a Veil tear?”
“Just a small one. It was like stitching up a hole in a shirt or a sock.”
“I don’t know how to sew,” Ivan said with a frown.
“Most shifters lack magic outside of shifting,” Angel said. “And your brother’s ability to fix the Veil puts him in danger.”
All of us in danger.I took a deep breath. Who could I trust? Angel, of course. Ivan, I hoped. Nox, yes, as we were bound. But the team? This was the biggest secret I had. Hadn’t everyone been telling me since this major change in my life that I no longer had to do all this on my own?
I stared at Angel, but also thought of Wade and how he never hesitated to step in as backup, and Victor, who might be a grumpy vampire but always took care of business. “I really hope I’m making the right choice,” I said.
I need to tell you all something. And you’re going to think I’m crazy.
When the Veil tear in Bowman’s apartment closed. I didn’t just see it happen. I closed it.
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The chat windowerupted into a frantic, overlapping mess.
On top of Cassidy’s building, that door Angel and I fell through? I saw the residue of one in my apartment after it was ransacked.
Did that mean Cassidy could travel across the Veil to anywhere? Or was this bigger than Cassidy? What a terrifying thought.
I think the purple line I saw in his building was his way of channeling power to open a tear. The one in Bowman’s building was small, but I think he and his family were the only ones killed. Anyone know how many from Cassidy’s building went missing?
There was a pause in the chat.
Tiana:
Thirteen unaccounted for.
Fuck.
Angel:
Anyone have details on Bowman’s building yet?
Wade:
Only three.
Did that mean he hadn’t finished, or it had been some quick and dirty magic to tear a hole he hoped would expand?
Wade:
