I follow, slamming mine shut and rushing around the front to meet her. Onyx moves easily, her new legs more steady now—and suddenly I realize it was Morvakar this whole time balancing her.
“Can he take full control of her body whenever he wants?”I ask Myko, not taking my eyes off Onyx’s body, trying to make sense of this still unfamiliar creature.
“Seems like it,”Myko mutters, clearly still not in the mood.
“Merfolk,” Morvakar growls, slicing through the silence. I follow Onyx’s eyes to an old building—the only one still standing on the street. The rest are crumbling ruins.
Reconstruction? Maybe. But not this place, this building. This one’s rusty, but untouched. Abandoned.
“Merfolk?” I repeat.
“Onyx’s brother’s here. Others, too,” he says calmly, like he already knew.
I spin toward him, brows furrowing. “And you’re telling me now?”
He shrugs. “I can only sense them when they’re near. The rune is what brought us here.”
I roll my eyes, holding in my outburst. But then his words sink.
“The Red Dock,” Bay and I say at the same time.
My stomach drops.
“Call my father. Now.”
Bay’s already dialing.
We found it.
“They’re coming,” she confirms. I can see the wheels turning behind her eyes.
“We don’t know how many they’ve got inside. Tell Pedro we need a van. Maybe two.”
Bay nods and starts texting fast.
“You two wait here. I’m going in.” I take a step forward, but Bay’s voice cuts through like ice.
“No.”
I don’t even turn to face her. My eyes stay locked on that damn entrance door. We fucking found it.
“She’s inside,” I grit out.
“You’re not going alone.”
I keep moving, ignoring her. She can argue with me later, Roran doesn’t have that kind of time.
Of course, Myko roars in my head, never late, always loud and pissed when I defy her.
“You better not try to stop me,”I warn.
“You better not forget who you are,”he snaps back.“You’ve never walked into enemy territory without a plan. Don’t start now. You’re losing it over a damn human.”
I grit my teeth, not stopping.
“You don’t even know what’s waiting. Bombs? Army of armed men? What if she’s already dead?”
“She’s not,” I bark, reaching the entrance door—which, weirdly, doesn’t have a single guard in sight.
