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“And that would be?”
The deep, rumbling voice of the man who claimed me as his mate sends tremors down my spine when I hear his voice again, gaining my attention. Though I might admit, the aura surrounding him held my attention from the moment he first said that one word. It’s terrifying and intriguing all in one.
“Dane already said it, but I’ll say it again,” Daniel growls deeply, his anger apparent. I don’t have to read his energy to know this. “Karsyn escaped those sick and twisted blood witches and is the reason they’re in the area once again. They’re looking for her and we can’t let them get her.”
“Of fuckin’ course she is,” the one Dane called VP mutters. His lip curls in disgust. “But what I want to know is why the hell she came here? Who’s to say she didn’t bring them here and is in on whatever they’re up to?”
“Karsyn, why were you glowing?” Dane asks, evidently ignoring his VP’s comment.
“Glowing?” I swallow past the lump lodging itself in my throat. “That can’t be possible,” I whisper.
“We saw it for ourselves.” Dane grunts, crosses his arms over that massive chest of his, and leans against the wall. “You said you were going to come looking for Daniel when you were healed enough, but you looked healthy in the woods. You started glowing and then passed the fuck out.”
“And you brought me here,” I finish for him weakly.
“We weren’t going to leave you out there alone,” Daniel grumbles.
“I’m used to it. I’m always alone.” I find myself whispering.
“Enough of this shit. If she’s half-wolf, why don’t I sense the wolf inside her?”
“Prez?” Dane grunts.
“She’s got no wolf.”
Evidently, the one who called me his mate is the Prez, whatever that means.
“Is that even possible?” another man says, folding his arms across his beefy chest.
What is it about these men? They’re all massive with muscle.
“I don’t know.” The Prez grunts.
“She shares our scent, though,” Dane mutters.
“True, but there’s no wolf inside her.”
“I know,” I speak up. “I’ve never shifted. I only have ever been able to elongate my fingers, and I can hear very well. That’s it.”
“Way I see it, she might share blood with Dane and Daniel, but she’s still a witch.”
“Justice.” The name comes out on a growl, but it shocks me since it’s the Prez who it comes from.
“Corbin, Prez, man, you got to agree with me on this. This whole thing feels like a setup,” Justice remarks.
So, his name’s Corbin.
Interesting.
I bite my lower lip, draw my knees up to my chest, and wrap my arms around them, holding them tightly. Wishing I could disappear from under the scrutiny of these men’s gazes.
So much keeps happening, and it’s overwhelming. Squeezing my eyes shut, everything goes silent in the next moment. I open them to find I’m no longer in the room full of men. I’m somewhere else altogether. Scrambling to my feet, I twirl around, looking, fearing that the blood witches have found a way to summon me, only to find myself back in the cabin.
“How did I do this? Bring myself back here?” I’ve never been able to do something so powerful. I’ve heard of it. My mother was able to vanish and reappear, but she never taught me. She didn’t tell me that something like that was even possible for me to do.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something shimmering that I hadn’t seen before. Frowning, I move toward it to find out what it could possibly be. I squat down and reach into the gaping wall, wrapping my hand around a handle and pulling whatever it is out. I gasp as I realize it’s a mirror. A beautiful one at that. Why on earth would someone hide a mirror?
I run my fingers along the pristine design and sigh. Never have I seen such remarkable work. The mirror glows, and I release it as if it burned my hand, only to find the mirror floating in the air.
