Carmichael was unmoved. “He’s our best lead,” he said. “I have access to certain drugs which can mitigate the brain imbalances associated with his ‘addiction’ to Miss Douglass. He may have information about her whereabouts. Unless you simply want to have the Council take him off to one of their facilities and strap him down until he dies?”
Jace was still furious; Kane could see it on his face. “You’re a piece of work,” Jace said to Carmichael. “I’ll arrange to have one of the guest cabins set up for him and his guards.” He walked over to Carmichael, towering over him. “But if you ever endanger my pack again, I’ll tear your throat out myself and make your body disappear. Are we clear?”
Carmichael gazed at him. “Noted,” he said.
He glanced at his watch. “You better get on that cabin. They should be here soon.”
Jace gave another growl, his face tightening. “Rafe, would you take care of that? And Emma, maybe you could show Mr. Carmichael to our cabin and get him settled in the guest room? I’m sure he’d be most comfortable there.”
Under Jace’s eye. If Kane hadn’t been so preoccupied, it’s what he would have suggested himself.
Rafe gave a nod and left. Emma, with a glare at Jace, ushered Carmichael out.
Jace pulled Kane aside. “How is Rachelle doing?”
Kane shook his head. “Still unconscious. Carmichael says she’ll heal, but I don’t know when. Or if he knows what the fuck he’s talking about.”
“I wish there was more we could do for her,” Jace said. “Do you want me to get Amerind to come down?”
“Actually, there’s something else I’d like to try,” Kane said slowly. “This is going to sound crazy, but when you were dying after Grant’s men shot you, you and Emma met each other…well, in the spirit world. Right?”
He felt like an idiot even talking about it. He didn’t believe in dream worlds, or even really in magic. Except, there had already been so many strange things…
Jace ran his hand through his hair. “Yeah,” he said. “I don’t talk about it much, though. It was too weird.”
“Was it like a dream? Only Emma was there?”
“Yeah,” Jace said slowly, drawing out the word. “Why?”
“Before the meeting, I was sitting in the chair with my eyes closed, holding Rachelle’s hand,” he said. “And then suddenly I was in this cave, and she was there. It was dark, but I could feel her, and she spoke to me.” He shook his head. “It was probably just a dream. Didn’t you and Emma need kirian to do it?” Kirian was a rare drug that supposedly enhanced shifters’ ability to visit the spirit world.
Or just gave them hallucinations.
“Yes,” Jace said. “But I’m not a genetically engineered shifter who can reach out to other people with her mind. It’s possible that Rachelle has the ability to enter the spirit world and take you with her. Do you want to try?”
Kane nodded.
“Okay,” Jace said. “I guess it can’t hurt. I’ll ask Israel to set up guards and make sure no one disturbs you.” He hesitated. “Look, I don’t know what the understanding is between you two, but it’s pretty clear she’s your mate, whether she knows it or not.” Kane nodded. “Well, then, if you can activate the mating bond while you’re in the spirit world, you may be able to heal her.”
Chapter 18
Kane went back into the bedroom. Terin was sitting by Rachelle, holding her hand. She got up when Kane walked in.
“No change,” she murmured. “She’s in some kind of coma.”
Kane nodded. “Thanks for sitting with her,” he said.
Terin nodded, putting her hand lightly on Kane’s chest. “I’m glad to be able to do something to help. And you know what a romantic Rafe is. If I didn’t help his Stone-friend get his happily-ever-after, he’d pout for weeks.”
Kane gave a half-laugh, half-snort. “Only Rafe could convince himself I’m some kind of romantic hero.”
Terin just gave him another smile. “You might be surprised.” She patted his chest and walked out.
Israel stuck his head in the door. “I’m out here,” he said. “Do you need anything before you do this—whatever you’re going to do?”
Kane shook his head. “Just keep people away.”
Israel held his eyes for a moment, then nodded. He closed the door softly.