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Korren, ever the diplomat, held up his hands in a calming gesture. His eyes darted from Brielle to the woman. “We mean no harm. We just want our mate back.”
The blonde female eyed us warily. “And why should I believe you?”
“You were the one who stole our mate—not to mention you let your dogs attack us. If anyone should be untrusting, it’s us,” Ezra spat.
Korren shot him a look over his shoulder and crossed his arms. “Brielle can vouch for us if that would help.”
The blonde shook her head. “Even if she did, it doesn’t mean I trust you. Ray, come here.”
A petite redhead stepped forward.
“Hold out your hand,” the blonde ordered. “Swear that you won’t harm anyone in this bunker or take them without consent.”
I joined Korren, the tang of magic thick on my tongue. “You’re a witch.”
Ezra tensed.
“Half-witch,” the redhead replied.
Korren placed his hand in hers without another word. “Hello, Ray. I’m Korren, a healer from the Hidden Creek pack. We aren’t here to harm anyone or take Omegas against their will. We’re here to retrieve our mate and, hopefully, give her a chance to see her sister.”
She let go and held her pale palm toward me, repeating the process before turning to Ezra. Ray’s gaze bore into us, scrutinizing our intentions for what felt like an eternity. Finally satisfied with what she saw, she nodded.
“They’re good,” Ray announced.
I fought the urge to scoff. We wouldn’t have wasted time chatting with them if we meant to attack.
“Neat trick,” I said, looking the half-witch in the eye.
Whatever line of witches she came from must have been blessed by their god, Aster—the Father of Witches. Like shifters, witches were blessed by their god at birth. He marked those he favored with his sigil—a serpentine birthmark on the chest or back of the neck. Blessed witches had abilities that surpassed those of the typical magic wielder. Truth-seeking wasn’t an average ability.
“Comes in handy at times,” she replied just as coolly.
My sour mood vanished when Brielle ran into my arms. Korren and Ezra huddled close as Brielle reassured us that she was okay.
She leaned back, relief and joy shining in her eyes. “Come, let’s go say hi.”
Chapter 28
Korren
With Brielle safe in our arms, a wave of relief crashed over me. It took an act of sheer will to restrain myself and play peacemaker while we gained the trust of the women inside the tunnel.
Brielle’s smile widened as she turned and ran toward a figure emerging from the shadows—her sister.
Brielle’s sister was slightly taller, but they possessed the same bronze skin and golden eyes. Brielle’s features were rounded and soft, while her sister had sharp cheekbones and catlike eyes. Stray curls fell from her ponytail and danced against her forehead.
Around her neck was a locket that mirrored Brielle’s.
It was a scene of pure, unadulterated joy as Brielle embraced her sister.
They turned around, and Brielle said, “Blythe, these are my mates. Korren, Valor and Ezra.”
Blythe grinned. “Hi. I wish I knew more about you, but Bri’s only been here for half an hour. The girls were busy putting her through the standard security procedures, so we didn’t get a chance to talk.”
Blythe’s warm, playful aura wrapped around us, and even Ezra cracked a smile.
“We’d like to learn more about you too,” I said.
