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“That has nothing to do with me,” I said. “All I do is repair the connection, you, each of you, are using it under your own power. If you heal as fast as Aern, that’s because of your own strength, because of the blood of your line. It works just like the sway.”
He was silent for a long moment, his eyes tracing the lines of my face, and I said, “But you don’t use your sway, do you?”
His fingers trailed over my back, his words unapologetic. “There’s no need to.”
I watched his face, ready to say more, but before I could there was a light click outside the bedroom door as someone walked into the sitting room. “Brianna?”
“Just a minute,” I called to Emily. “I’ll be right there.”
I crawled over Logan and he caught my hand, sitting up to face me where I stood by the bed. “More questions?” I asked.
“Just one,” he whispered.
I bit my lip, trying not to grin. “What?”
His eyes fell to my mouth, then rose slowly to meet mine. “In our vision,”ourvision, the one where we’d kissed, “what else do I do to you?”
I blushed, cheeks heating at his words, his slow grin, and he pulled me to him, kissing me soft, slow, and deliberate.
When he drew back, I brought my lips to his ear. “It’s all a surprise from here.” His hands tightened on my waist and I added, “Now get out before my sister thinks there’s something going on in here.”
He chuckled, giving me one last squeeze before he let me go.
I took a quick shower, throwing on jeans and a soft cotton shirt before joining the others. I was sitting on the edge of the sofa lacing up my boots when the vision came again, so my landing was softer, but the shock of it hit just as hard. “Brianna,” Emily called, but I didn’t see her face. I saw the dark-haired man, GQ, a pair of hands pressed against his bare chest as he screamed out in pain. It was only a blip, a brief flash of image, and I couldn’t understand what I was seeing. Or why.
“What is it?” Emily said, and I opened my eyes to see her face, the one person who could save us.
“I don’t know,” I whispered. “But we’re running out of time.”
We were sitting on the couch, Logan perched on a chair beside us, when Aern came in. He didn’t look happy, and Logan met him at the desk across from us to go over the Council’s new Intel.
“He’s got thirty more men posted here,” Aern explained, pointing at the documents now spread over the desk. “And Kara’s team reported a group of uniformed men here.”
“Uniformed?” Logan asked.
Aern nodded. “This isn’t like him. And he’s gathering too many men to be predictable.”
“What are these?” Logan said as he pointed to another section of pages.
“Fires.” Aern flipped through a stack of photos, laid out three or four. “Explosions here and here, straight fire there.”
Fire. Aern and Emily, and fire. There was another push. I pulled my hand free of my sister’s, wiped the palm on my jeans. “This isn’t working. I need to try something else.” I returned my hand to hers as she listened, waiting for instruction. “When you connected with Aern, how did it feel to set the bond, what did you do to start it into place?”
“I told you, I don’t know,” she said. “I didn’tdoanything. It just felt right; it felt like we were linked. Secure.”
“She said it was like lacing up sneakers,” Aern called over his shoulder. Emily narrowed her eyes at his back and he turned, winked at her.
“How did you know it was the bond?” I asked.
She stared at me. “Because of the prophecy.”
“You expected it,” I said. “Do you think you could do it again, if I told you it would work?”
“We’re already connected, Bri.”
I shook my head. “Not Aern, try it with Logan.”
The men stopped talking to look at us, the two of them and Emily frozen at my words. “I don’t think …” Emily started after a heavy silence.
