Page 2 of Echoes of Power


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Arwell looked at Lady Fen.“We are about to have a guest, but she will be fast.”

A shining and golden portal formed in the ceiling, and then a figure was falling through it.

Rhea fell through the portal and landed in a hero pose.The portal closed, and Rhea was smoking gently as she stood and slapped the black, ragged robes she was wearing.

Arwell looked at her.“Found ‘em?”

“Yup.Sent them home.”Rhea looked around, her gaze moving past the set of three alphas who were sitting.“Ah.I have intruded.So sorry.”

Rhea made another portal and jumped through.Before it closed, two of the alphas followed her.

Arwell chuckled.“That is what I thought.”

The third alpha was sitting by himself suddenly.“Miss, since I am suddenly without companionship, would you have a seat?”

“I don’t know.Is Lady Fen going to have me poisoned?”

Lady Fen paused.The room went quiet.Finally, she laughed.“I think that would not be a wise move.Please, Arwell, be seated.”

The man who glowed like a shadowed moon beckoned to her.“Fine.I am hungry, after all.”

Hatcher grinned and said, “Thanks for coming, Arwell.”

“You are welcome.Now, bring on the dumplings.”She grinned.

Lady Fen tapped her phone, and some servers, who looked like they normally didn’t get up for a few hours, wearing crisp uniforms, were moving easily in the space.

The man next to her said, “Set three more settings, please.They are going to bring her back here.”

Arwell smiled.“They are?”

“They are.Why was she in the shadow mage zone?”

“Finding the last few prisoners who were being bled for energy.”She dipped her fingers in the finger bowl and wiped her hands before picking up the chopsticks and starting to load her bowl.

He touched her wrist before she got the rice to her mouth.“We wait for the omega to eat first.”

“Which one?”

He paused.“What?”

“Which one?Old one, hot one, or crazy one?There are three omegas here.”She shovelled food into her mouth with relief.

He paused and laughed.“You are right.”

“I know.I am right a lot.”She kept eating, and Lady Fen smirked.

Hatcher laughed.

“So, how did you and Lady Fen butt heads?”

“Oh, we are in the same circles when it comes to the arts.We run into each other at museum events and ancient artifact auctions.Lots of charity fundraisers.”She smiled.

“So, you are wealthy.”

“I work for a living, but it has become easy work over time.”She smiled.“Oh, I am a guardian to a tween boy.”

“What?”