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“A little bit.” She walked over to the bed and crooked a finger at him. “I expect climax number seven will take my mind off it.”
She turned pink as his eyes glowed red. “I expect you’re right.”
Chapter Twenty-five
It was late afternoon when Neona woke up. She glanced over at Zoltan. After climax number seven, she’d fallen fast asleep. He must have teleported home then, for his clothes were clean and his face shaven. She peeked into the box where he kept his blood bottles. Six new bottles and a half-full bottle of Living Water. While everyone was sleeping, he must have sneaked into the cave to get more Living Water to mix with his blood.
The women of Beyul-La drank only a small cup of it once a month in order to keep from aging. Zoltan was ingesting more than that every night. So far, he claimed there was no effect.
Neona looked him over. Gorgeous as always. It might take a week or more for any changes to be noticeable. Or it could be that his vampire healing abilities were erasing any changes during his death-sleep.
She dressed and hurried to the outhouse. While she was washing up in the stream, the alarm sounded. Someone was striking the old cowbell by the cave entrance.
The women rushed to the cave.
“They’re gone!” Winifred announced. “Xiao Fang and Norjee are missing.”
“What?” Nima shouted. “You were supposed to be watching them. How did you—”
“I’m sorry,” Freddie cried. “I was so tired, I dozed off.”
“Of course you were tired.” Freya came to her defense. “We were up all night.”
“They’re probably in the valley somewhere,” Neona said. “Maybe the pond where they bathed yesterday. They loved it there.”
“I’ll check.” Lydia ran upstream.
“I’ll see if the other children know anything.” Nima rushed into the cave.
Freddie leaned close to Neona and lowered her voice. “Huo and Chu won’t tell the queen anything. They’re afraid of her temper. But they confessed to me.”
Neona swallowed hard. “What did they do?”
“They were jealous that Xiao Fang and Norjee were getting so close. So they told Norjee that he wasn’t wanted here. That his own grandmother had given him away because he was a nobody.”
Neona winced.
“That was cruel,” Freya whispered.
Tashi touched her stomach. “If I have a son, I’m not giving him away.”
“They told Norjee that we keep only special children here, like the dragon shifters,” Freddie continued. “They saw him slip out while I was sleeping. Then Xiao Fang got upset and followed him.”
Lydia came back. “They’re not at the pond.”
“We’ll have to check the entire valley,” Tashi said.
Neona sighed. “I’m afraid Norjee will try to return to the only other home he knows.”
“The monastery?” Freddie made a face. “That’s thirty miles away!”
“I know. But he knows he was loved there.” Neona blinked away tears. She should have let the boy know how much she loved him. “I should have spent more time with him.”
“Don’t blame yourself,” Lydia said. “We’re at war.”
Tashi winced. “There are still fifty soldiers out there.”
Neona nodded. “We have to find the boys. Lydia and Tashi, can you check the valley? Freddie and Freya, will you come with me? I’m going to head toward the monastery.”
Freddie nodded. “There will be shifters in the next valley. We could ask for their help.”
“Yes!” Freya’s eyes lit up. “Rajiv and his friends will help us.”
The three women went into the cave to grab their bows and arrows, swords, and knives.
“Where are you going?” Nima demanded.
“I think the boys may be headed toward the monastery,” Neona explained. “We’ll bring them back.”
Nima’s eyes narrowed. “This wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t brought that boy back here.”
“That boy?” Neona’s hands clenched with a sudden surge of rage. “That boy is your grandson! This wouldn’t have happened if we hadn’t abandoned him! Or made him feel worthless!”
She strode from the cave with Freddie and Freya. At the top of the rock wall, they discovered that the rope ladder had been let down, a sure sign that the boys had left the valley.
The three women scrambled down the ladder. Neona spotted Howard in the distance and dashed toward him.
“Have you seen two boys?” she asked. “Norjee and the oldest dragon boy have run away.”
Howard winced. “We haven’t been watching the entrance to your valley. You guys are our allies. We’ve been guarding the perimeter of this valley in case any of Liao’s men come along.”
Neona sighed. No doubt Norjee was an expert at escaping. He’d done it regularly at the monastery. “Can you spare us a few shifters? We have to find the boys. I think they’re headed west, toward the Buddhist monastery.”
Howard waved some shifters over. “Rajiv, bring your men.”
Freya smiled at Rajiv as he sauntered over with two were-tigers.
“How good are you at tracking?” Howard asked.
Rajiv glanced at Freya and lifted his chin. “We’re the best.”
“Grab some weapons,” Howard told them. “And some hiking gear. You’re going with these three women. Bring them back safely with the two missing boys.”
“Two boys are missing?” Rajiv asked.
Howard nodded. “And one of them is a dragon shifter. We can’t let the enemy find him.”
An hour later, the path they had followed westward forked into two paths. The two older were-tigers divided up, one going north and the other south, while the rest waited for them to report back.
Rajiv opened his backpack and handed Freya a bottle of water. Since the other were-tigers knew only Chinese, they had all switched to that language. “Rinzen and Tenzen will figure it out. They’re the best trackers I know.”
“I can’t remember which one is which.” Freya sipped some water, then passed the bottle to her sister. “They look so much alike.”
Rajiv smiled. “They’re twins. It’s common for were-tigers.”
Freddie drank some water, then passed the bottle on to Neona. “So which one of them is the Grand Tiger?”
Rajiv winced. “That . . . well, it’s—”
“I don’t think they went this way,” Rinzen called out as he jogged back.
“Let’s check the GPS.” Rajiv pulled out his sat phone. “The southern path leads to the monastery. The boys must have gone that way.”
Tenzen came back, shaking his head. “I can’t see any sign of them.”
“Would Norjee even know which way to go?” Freya asked. “He’s never traveled from Beyul-La to the monastery before. Except when he was a baby.”
“That’s true.” Freddie motioned toward the northern path. “He could have easily taken a wrong turn.”
“You’re right,” Rajiv agreed. “He doesn’t have a GPS.”
“No, but he has something just as good.” Neona looked up at the sky. “He could be asking the birds which way to go. And what would they tell him?” Her gaze lowered to the hillside in front of them.
“They would tell him the most direct route,” Freddie said. “As the crow flies.”
Neona nodded. “You can divide up and take the paths going north and south. I’m going straight west.”
“I’ll go with you,” Tenzen said.
“I’ll take the southern route,” Freddie offered. “Rinzen can come with me.”
“Then Freya and I will go north.” Rajiv checked his watch. “If we see no sign of the boys in an hour, we’ll return here.”
After forty minutes of rocky and hilly terrain, Neona’s legs were aching. This route might be fast for a bird, but it was tough for people.
“Are we going in the right direction?” she asked Tenzen once again.
He checked his GPS. “Yes. Do you need water?” He removed his backpack and handed her a bottle.
“Thank you.” She took a sip, then screwed the cap back on. They had reached the rocky summit of a hill. Going down would be much easier.
