Page 119 of The Chosen One Universe: Volume One

“Just keep touching me for a few minutes. Please.”

“Sure.”

“Let’s put him on the couch,” Eduard said. They moved quickly, with Henry still clinging to Sawyer’s arm.

“That was a bad one,” Henry said. His voice was low and slurred. He blinked up at Sawyer, who had knelt by the couch and was holding the cool cloth against Henry’s forehead. “Now I know why you’re here, why the magic chose this place. I didn’t know a null could help me.” His voice slowly drifted away and his eyes closed.

Sawyer sucked in a nervous breath. “Is he okay?”

“He will be,” Eduard said softly. “The visions tire him but he normally isn’t able to sleep as quickly as this.”

“I should call his fathers back,” Andvari said. “They are expecting his call.”

Andvari walked out of the room and Draco knelt beside Sawyer. “You okay?”

“Yeah.”

Pearl wiggled her way between them and stuck her nose against Henry with a whimper. Sawyer leaned into her warmth, and if that put him closer to Draco as a result, well, that was very convenient.

Eduard moved to stand on Sawyer’s other side, then leaned down to place his hand on Sawyer’s shoulder. “He knew you would help him. His magic somehow knew. Strange that a null is living next door to the place our seer says the most powerful of our kind will soon be appearing. It must mean something.”

Sawyer had no clue. He stared down at Henry, at his overly pale face and wondered if maybe Eduard was right. Maybe he was exactly where he was supposed to be, even if had absolutely no idea what that meant.