The guys all burst out laughing.
At least I can make them laugh, that’s probably going to be important.
“I am really sorry, I hate to have to leave, but I didn’t get a chance to put up an illusion or anything, and someone is going to notice that I am not where I am supposed to be,” Dimitri says after a few moments.
“We’re going to figure something out, this is getting ridiculous, and I’m not entirely convinced that you deserve to be in there anyway,” Van says with conviction.
“Thank you,” Dimitri replies. “I am where I deserve to be,” his eyes meet mine and soften, “even if I wish to be somewhere else entirely.”
He walks over to me and kisses me softly, smirking, he says, “I told you that you were mine.”
Then he simply pops out of existence. The curious thing about when he does it though is that I don’t feel his magic. Like when Doc teleports, I feel his magic spike for a moment before he disappears, but when Dimitri does it, there’s nothing, he is just gone.
“Neith is a supernatural species that has been extinct for thousands of years. I heard that correctly, right?” Raiden asks.
I shrug, “That’s what the ancient cave said, I must say I have a strong inclination to believe it.”
“Me too,” Baz says as he spins the ring on his finger.
“How is it that she gave us an answer and yet didn’t as well?” Griff asks as he pulls me under his arm.
Van grins, “Probably because she is an ancient being who has learned how to say something without actually giving anything away.”
“If it’s true, then surely that means that one of my parents isn’t the kind of supernatural that everyone thinks they are, right?” I ask.
The guys share a look.
“Probably, but we all know that supernatural gifts are passed down from your parents, and you have your mother's gifts,” Raiden reasons.
“But do I?” I question. “My gifts don’t behave like hers.”
“We don’t know that for certain, we only know what we’ve been told, and if I were your mother and as rare as she is, I definitely wouldn’t be telling strangers anything of any substance about what I’m capable of, or anyone for that matter,” Raiden replies thoughtfully.
I nod, “Yeah, I suppose you’re right.
“So what now?” River asks. “Michael asked us to tell him if you and Griff were true mates. Do we tell him that we are all true mates?”
“I don’t think we should,” Baz replies. “The cave said that it was rare even before it stopped happening, and rare things are usually in danger. I’m reasonably certain that we have enough danger surrounding us.”
“Good point,” Reed agrees. “But if the old ways are coming back and with it true mates, then we need to tell Michael something so that he can keep an eye out for any more potential true mates.”
“So why don’t we tell the Chief that Griff and Neith are true mates, if they’re both okay with that, and just not mention that we are all true mates and the cave spoke to us?” Raiden suggests.
“Good idea, I’m good with that,” I reply.
“Me too,” Griff says.
“Alright, why don’t we . . .” Ransom starts.
Reed
Ringing interrupts whatever Ransom is about to say next, and we all frown as we pull out our phones.
“Has anyone even got a signal here?” I ask as I stare at the no service icon on my phone.
“Nope,” River mutters with a frown as he taps his screen.
“Neith, Love, I’m pretty sure that ringing is coming from you, and considering that none of us have any bars at all, I’m going to guess that means that Kar is calling you,” Coen says as he smiles at Neith.
