While his body was temporarily sated, the painful longing was still there, seemingly growing stronger with every passing second. That brief, tenuous connection wouldn’t be enough to sustain either of them.
Which meant…
Though he had no idea how to find her again, Eclipse knew he had to.
OBSIDIANSPENTTHENIGHTENTANGLEDINPENELOPE’Sarms, soothing himself with the warmth of her body after he’d healed his brother. He was still off, having watched hisamsouelotendure the pain he’d felt as he had removed the bullet from Eclipse’s shoulder. It wasn’t that he hadn’t wanted to help him, but he would’ve avoided it if there’d been any other way.
Unfortunately, since none of his brothers had been home, the burden had befallen him. Thefiestreighdidn’t have the powers to heal like the warriors did. Had Kandarie been there, or even Torak, they would’ve been able to do it the old fashioned way, but they were off with Cimmerian and Piceous, searching for theamsouelots.
Never again did he want to witness Penelope suffering like that. He couldn’t bear it.
Now he was looking for a distraction, anything to keep the memories of those events at bay.
“Where are we at?” he asked the group when he joined them in the sunroom.
Nearly everyone sat up straight, eyes lifting from the laptops in front of them.
Magnar was the first to speak. “We’ve got no reliable intel on Perfidious, Seraphina, or Sirius. Not since the sighting of them in Flagstaff a few days ago.”
Son of a bitch.
Obsidian glanced from one male to the next. “Where’s Reidar?”
“He’s in your office. Said he was going to reach out to Kaj. See if he could get an update on the vampires.”
At least the male was working.
“Stygian?” he prompted.
Søren was the one to offer a response. “He’s getting ready to take off again. Mordecai’s grabbing a few things.”
“Is he leaving you behind?”
“He said I’m of better use here than out there.”
Since Søren was Stygian’slieterra, it was rare for the males not to be together out in the field. On the other hand, Obsidian understood Stygian’s reasoning. Søren was as gifted with technology as Gryffyth, so his expertise was behind a computer. It made sense for Søren to remain back and run things from here. Granted, he wasn’t sure Søren was pleased about it. Like Taayin, the male did enjoy his time in the field.
The sound of footsteps came from behind him, moving quickly. Obsidian turned to see Ziana heading toward them at a fast clip, her face pinched.
“Problem?”
She nodded, stopping before him. “It’s Eclipse. I think something’s wrong. I went to check on him. After what happened last night, I knew he needed to feed.” Her amethyst eyes lowered. “He yelled at me to leave.”
Not sure what to do with that information, Obsidian stared at the Fae.
Her eyes lifted. “When I touched him, he recoiled.”
Obsidian’s gaze shot to the ceiling as though he could see his brother above him.
“I think he found hisamsouelot,” Ziana added.
“Thanks for letting me know. I’ll go talk to him.” Obsidian turned to face the others. “For those of you heading out, be safe. And get back here as soon as you can.”
Without waiting for a response, he headed toward the stairs. After using his palm print to get through the secured door, Obsidian walked through the living space, down the hallway toward Eclipse’s room. He paused there for a moment, glanced at the closed doors to the bedrooms of his brothers. The thought of them out there without him didn’t sit well, even though he knew there was no other option. Time was quickly running out for all of them. Eventually, the demons would catch up to them.
Good thing was, they didn’t have a set time frame. Bad thing: God could smite them all at any given moment. Which meant they had to work fast because not only did they have to find theamsouelots, they also had to complete thelintamair. And that … that was by far the most difficult of all.
Stygian appeared. The second his eyes landed on him, he frowned.
