Dev hadn’t trusted my power.
He had trusted me.
And blood magic never forgets a choice like that.
Chapter 12
Kieran
“You borrowed Dev’s power?”
“I amplified it. For a moment,” Seph said, leaning tiredly against Ash’s side in Elliot’s office.
I watched Ash breathe her in, grounding himself in her presence. He seemed at peace with her.
Dev stood opposite them, his attention fixed on her, his body angled instinctively toward hers.
When she met his eyes, she smiled.
I looked away.
Elliot stood by the window, staring out at the damage below.
The attack had been unexpected — but it had been well met. The compound had suffered no casualties, thanks largely to Sy. The dragon had vanished not long after the fighting ended.
Probably feeding.
The thought didn’t bother me.
He would return soon enough. Sy would never leave Seph behind.
And it was becoming irritating.
Sable paced by the door, agitation sharp in every movement.
“How did they even know where to find us?”
“Someone is feeding them information,” Elliot said at last. “Though I don’t yet know who.”
“This is Gideon’s doing,” Sable snapped. “He’s paying someone off.”
“Isn’t he locked in a cell?” Seph asked.
“You know one of his talents is charm,” Sable replied coolly.
Elliot nodded. “That’s precisely why only a very small number of us have access to him.”
Seph frowned. “Does this mean we need to move? Now that they know?”
Elliot shook his head. “These mountains stretch for hundreds of miles. We have tunnels everywhere. Even if they return, we’ll be gone long before they reach us.”
He turned back toward the room.
“But wedoneed to find out who told the Council about Moorshire.”
“We could torture him,” Sable said flatly. “He’ll tell us then.”
Seph’s gaze snapped to her sister.
