“If anything happens to me,” Violet was saying, and held up a hand to stop their protests, “make sure she gets my journal.”
“Why?” my mother asked softly.
Violet shrugged. “Just something that needs to happen.”
The mist surged in and flowed around me, before resolving into a dreamlike quality.
Violet approached a woman dressed in gold, my heart racing as I realized who she was.
“I’m so tired, Solais,” Violet whispered.
“I know, my child.” Solais’s voice was kind. “Just a little while longer. Hold out against him a little while longer. And then you will have your moment.”
“Will I see him again?” Violet asked in a small voice.
“He promised you, didn’t he?”
Violet rested her head on Solais’s shoulder. “Will she have you to guide her too?”
Solais stroked her hair. “She will have all of us.”
The next scene came quickly, the mist not even appearing.
Violet stood on a balcony, watching the sun disappear behind a cloud—no, not a cloud. Darker than a cloud. The darkness was settling in. It was time.
As I came backto myself, the thought ran through me. “It’s incomplete,” I blurted out.
“What is?” Griff squeezed my leg.
“The prophecy in the library. It’s incomplete, and not the original.”
He looked at me, eyebrow raised, as I thought about the other thing I’d learned.
“What do you know of Starfire?”
“Starfire?” he repeated. “Never heard of it. But you know I’m not the right one to ask.”
I was already climbing out of bed, pulling on my shoes.
“It’s that critical?”
“I think it may just be.”
I summoned Finn mentally as we strode through hallways that were mostly empty given the lateness of the hour. Finn protested heavily, his mental voice drowsy, but I convinced him to join me in the library.
“The library,” Griff grumbled, following me. “We could be in bed but instead we’re going to the library to meet my brother.”
“This is important.”
He grabbed me around the waist, pushing me against the wall. “So is having you in bed.”
He dipped his head and kissed me fiercely. The stone was cold against my back but he was a roaring bonfire againstme. One hand held tightly to my hip as the other stroked lightly over my ribs before coursing up to palm at my breast. Anyone could stumble upon us, even as late as it was, but I forgot to care as I felt him, hard and ready pressing into my stomach, his mouth taking mine over and over again until I was breathless.
Releasing me just as quickly as he’d grabbed me, he strode on. “Alright, Princess. Let’s go to the damn library.”
I stood frozen for a moment until I shook my head and hurried after him.
“This had better be good, Lexie,”Finn complained as he sat across from me at our usual table. “You interrupted an excellent dream.”
