“Exactly,” I replied.
She clenched her jaw and turned on her heel, her steps beautifully deft despite the frigid land beneath her boots.
“I told you it’s fine, Fritz,” she said as she started toward the shimmering wall. “Open the door.”
Magic glinted ahead of us, revealing the “door” she’d just mentioned. Except it wasn’t really adoorso much as a grand entryway made of fire.
Impressive, I mused, admiring the way the fire glimmered against the snow around it. None of it was melting, just glittering from the fiery light.
Kyra skipped through the flames, her blue-black hair waving us onward in her wake.
I shadowed in front of Kieran, my silent way of telling him I would be stepping through those flames first. Kyra’s mind didn’t indicate any potential threats, but that didn’t mean I trusted her.
Because if anyone could hide dangerous thoughts from a mate, it was Kyra.
A crystallized courtyard appeared as I stepped through the inflamed entryway, the image reminding me of parts of Iceland in the heart of winter.
Given how far north we were, I suspected it stayed this way year-round. This place wouldn’t be inhabitable at all for humans. Hell, it was only livable for supernaturals because of the magical elements in the air.
“It’s safe,” I called back to Kieran as I eyed the various sentries throughout the land.Safemight not be the right word, but I had a good idea of what we were facing now. Partly because of my access to Kyra’s mind, but also because of what my wolf could see and smell.
The biggest threats were the archers hiding in ice towers around the yard. All of their weapons were currently trained on me.
Not a problem.
I simply grabbed hold of their arrows with my telekinetic strands, ensuring they couldn’t be released.
The archers wouldn’t know until they tried to shoot me, and by then, it would be too late for them to react. Because I’d shadow into their towers and dismantle their bows with my hands.
There were more archers behind me on the wall I’d just stepped through. No flames, though. That ornate decoration was apparently just for the front entrance.
Kieran joined me just as a trio of Omegas stepped into the courtyard ahead, their expressions wary.
“It’s fine,” Kyra repeated. “I’m not being coerced. And that’s the future King of Blood Sector that you have in your sights, Jas!” She yelled the words at one of the sentries on the ice wall. I assumed it was for the one who had an arrow pointed right at Kieran’s head.
I didn’t bother telling Kyra that I already had it handled. If she was as in tune with my thoughts as I was with hers, then she already knew.
“How far away is Quinnlynn?” Kieran asked.
Kyra pointed at a glittering ice palace on the other side of the courtyard. “She’s secured in her rooms there. Maybe a fifteen-minute walk from here.”
“And if we run?” he asked her.
My lips flattened. Given what I’d read from Kyra’s mind… “I don’t recommend it,” I told him. “The Omegas have an army, and it seems we’re breaking their usual guest protocols. Which is why we have so many weapons pointed at us right now.”
Of course, I had them all wrapped up in invisible strands that I controlled, but it would be best not to test the strength of my telekinetic powers at the moment. Not when the limits of the enchantment barrier were so unknown.
“Thank you for stealing information from my mind,mate,” Kyra said in a sarcastically sweet tone.
You’re welcome, little killer,I thought at her.
She shot me yet another glare, the expression one she seemed to favor.
“Let’s walk quickly,” Kieran suggested, ignoring our commentary. Likely because his focus was on finding his mate.
Kyra moved alongside Kieran while I took up the rear once more, my attention on both Kyra’s thoughts and our surroundings.
Armymight have been a generous term.Militiaseemed more appropriate. They were trained to use their natural gifts against intruders. An intelligent tactic, especially when applied to a group of significant numbers.
