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“What is it?” Cort asked, his voice higher than normal. “What happened?”
“We know Harrison’s power now.” Grey met Harrison’s teary gaze and shook his head. “If that was a glimpse of our future, we’ve been right all along. There isn’t anything we can do. But the rift was closing, I saw it. It works.”
“Yeah, but you won’t survive.” Harrison got shakily to his feet.
Wiley, who Harrison hadn’t heard come up behind them, made a strangled noise. “We need more time. We can’t do this tomorrow, not until we figure out how to save them.”
Grey was looking into Cort’s eyes as he sighed. “Maybe we’re not meant to be saved. Maybe having mates was a reminder of what we’re fighting for, maybe to give us last moments of joy.”
“Nope.” Wiley shook his head. “I won’t believe that.”
“And I won’t accept it,” Harrison added. But in his soul, he knew he’d seen the future. Had stared upon Hale without life in his beautiful body. It was like being stabbed in the heart. He’d felt the loss as though it had actually happened, and he rubbed his chest and stared at Wiley, whose eyes also were suspiciously moist.
“We can’t let them die, Harrison,” he said in a small voice. “We have to find something. Anything.”
But Harrison didn’t know what. They’d gone through everything. It felt like a heavy weight dropped over his shoulders as he went back to the weapons. All he knew was, they had to be as prepared as they could. He picked up a Glock, held the weight of it in his hands. Guns he knew. Fighting he knew.
He just didn’t know how to save the Weavers.
The thought of this world without Hale in it flattened him. He was sunshine. He was light. And Harrison wanted a lifetime with him. He’d finally found his other half only to see him lifeless in that vision. All that beautiful vibrancy snuffed out. He shivered and set the gun down, then looked at Wiley, who had pulled out his laptop and was frantically going through spells, his cheeks still wet with tears. He glanced over at Grey, who held his husband in his arms. Grey had been right there with him during that vision, so he knew his own fate. The strength it must take to forge ahead while knowing that awed Harrison.
He turned back to the skies, watching for his man. They’d thought last night was their final night together, but they now had one more night. And he’d spend it holding on to Hale.
It was another hour before Hale and Baer returned and when they did, their expressions were tight with anger and concern. Clay entered the camp as well, and everyone gathered around them for the news.
“There are hordes of pestilents guarding the trail to Devil’s Bridge,” Baer started. “More than I could imagine. It’s going to be a fight just to get there.”
“Did you see the rift?” Lucien asked as he took Gio’s hand in his.
Hale nodded. “It’s huge. A massive black hole in the sky and even as we watched, more pestilents were coming through it. They’ve amassed an army.” He leaned against the side of an SUV, his exhaustion echoing through Harrison. He walked to him and slipped an arm around his waist.
“We can’t wait any longer.” Clay scrubbed a hand over his jaw. “I’ll take first watch tonight along with Lucien. The rest of you try to get some rest.”
“Doubt I’ll be able to sleep,” Wiley said, still visibly shaken. “I’ve got to keep searching through the spells anyway. I know we’re missing something.”
Grey cleared his throat. “Harrison’s power came, and it’s clairvoyance. He saw that we’re going to succeed in shutting the rift, but it will come with a high cost.”
Clay looked at Harrison. “What did you see?”
He tightened his arm around Hale. “I saw all the Weavers go down.”
Everyone was silent then. Each mate moved closer to their Weaver.
Gio suddenly growled as he stared at his men. “This is bullshit. I’m not about to lose you two.”
Calder touched his face, his own expression drawn. “I don’t think we have a choice. It’s us or the whole damn world. I, for one, would prefer knowing you’re still in it and safe.”
Gio made a strangled noise and wrapped his arms around Calder, burying his face in his neck. Calder held him, his frantic gaze going to Lucien, who wrapped his arms around them both.
Wiley threw up his hands. “Fuck this!” He snatched his laptop up and plopped onto the ground.
But Harrison knew there were no answers in there. He turned to find Hale watching him, those pretty light-blue eyes full of love. “Come into our tent with me?” he asked softly.
Harrison nodded, put the pendant back on, and took his hand. They walked to their tent and ducked inside. It was still light out, but Harrison didn’t care. He also ignored the rumble of his hungry belly. All he cared about was being with Hale right then. “I just found you, Hale. I’m not ready to lose you. I’ll never be ready to lose you.”
