Thayla
19
Welp. That explains a lot.
I mean, not exactly, but to an extent.
I’m not much of a crier myself, and I don’t typically handle other people crying around me very well, but Yemi’s tears have me both concerned and ready to beat the fuck out of the God of Boundaries.
Wherever the hell he could possibly be.
This little game the Beginning Gods keep playing with our lives is starting to piss me off. I was furious about it when it was the guys and me they were meddling with, but add in Yemi and I’m murderous.
The Valorian Veil better be thankful Lambrit hasn’t been tampered with.
The guys, including Sevryn, are staring us down like that’s going to get us talking any faster. It’s not. Until Yemi calms down and gives me the okay, her secret will stay safe with me.
“How long will it take us to get home?”
“Like two seconds,” Riven says seriously, but one glance at my deadpan face has him groaning. “You still can’t starshoot. What the fuck are you even teaching her?”
Amick ignores him.
“Hours by foot,” Creed says, running his hands down his face, and I can’t pull my attention away from his lips.
That kiss was…soul-shattering.
Anothertopic we’ve got to talk about.
“V, we’re out. Any way you can get Seismet and Verlet to come get us somehow? You’ll probably have to get Havar first.”
“No need. I’m on my way.”
“You’re wh—”
I don’t even have time to finish my question before a bright flash of light beams in front of us and V hoots as he lands on my shoulder.
“I’ll escort you home. Yemi, congratulations on your new pairing I sense. If you’d like, I’ll take you and him as well.”
“Yes, please. Thank you, V.” She trembles, either unable to speak mentally right now or didn’t consider it.
Sevryn, on the other hand, staggers away as his face pales. “V…this is V. What the fuck is going on?”
Damn, poor thing.
I didn’t really think about what kind of reality check it’d be just taking him out of Hellveilious. He didn’t put up a fight, not that I thought he would, but I didn’t consider anything else. I have no clue how long he’s been there, and the thought of giving him any warnings about what’s going on in our lives didn’t seem relevant.
I never in my wildest imagination would have thought the weird familiarity going on between him and Yemi was related to her being his Binder.
That’s too confusing to even dwell on right now.
“A lot. You’ll have to wait to be caught up. This complicates everything now and we should get home.”
I scowl at Amick’s words when Yemi’s face clouds with guilt.
“What?”
“That was rude,” I say, nodding at Yemi.
