“I’m tapped. I don’t have anything else left to push,” Yemi chokes out as her arm begins to shake.
“Fuck,” I rumble as I call every drop of my power of Boundaries forward.
A scream works its way up my throat as tremors rip through my body. My hand slides through deep enough that my knuckles pass the first layer of protection, and I curve my fingers aroundthe object. As soon as I have the little shit in my clutches, the barrier slams back down.
The room around me slows as my ass goes flying backward, grasping the item to my chest. My silent scream seems to last a lifetime until I hit a solid chest.
We both hit the ground.
“Fuck.” Kyzen coughs. “You okay, little goddess?”
“Motherfucker.” I gasp, rolling off of him and onto the…you’re freaking kidding me. “A book. Are you serious? I can’t stand the God of Boundaries.”
I slide the stupid-ass text from underneath me and rest my forehead on the cool floor as I catch my breath. Faster than I’m prepared for, four sets of hands snatch me up to my feet.
“What the hell was that?” Creed asks as he jerks my damn jaw from side to side.
“Stop that. I’m fine.”
He narrows those gorgeous, glowing white eyes at me.
He’s probably ready to kill that wall for hurting me.
I snort at the thought even though I shouldn’t.
“Are you okay?” Amick asks.
“A little out of breath, but I’ll survive.”
“Good.” He nods, then pointedly picks up the book off the ground and marches away from us.
I grin at his back.
At least one of us thought that was worth it.
My fucking body hurts.
“Yemi?” I ask, peering over my shoulder.
She gives me a thumbs-up as she leans her head back against the wall and takes a few deep breaths. Poor Doren looks far more concerned than she does.
My eyes drift shut as Kyzen lays his lips to my cheek.
“Perfect timing,” I whisper.
“I’d say. I was just coming to find you when you weren’t at the table anymore.”
“As happy as I am that you’re fine, this was truly a missed opportunity. Can you imagine how panicked Amick and Lam-the-man would’ve been if you crashed into a bookshelf and knocked them all down?”
I glare at his ass as he busts out laughing. I’m sure he’s imagining the scenario in his mind right now.
Psycho.
Does he realize how much work cleaning that up would be for all of us?
“Come on. I want to go see what we risked our asses for,” Yemi says as she gives my arm a squeeze when she walks past me.
We make it back to where the others are, and I observe how Amick and Lambrit are racing around the small space, hunting down something.
