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The kiss stayed in that intense space, then gentled. When he let go, she stumbled into him, but Isaiah was ready to remind her despite his hoarse, uneven voice.
“The plan.”
Right. The plan.
She nodded dazedly, then snapped out of it and tried to ignore the hunger still flowing from him. She reached out to tilt his head. The pulse on his neck was yet another temptation, but Nicola gathered her bearings until common sense pushed through. Delicately, she traced his skin and dug her nails in a specific angle until blood splattered in all directions. Isaiah shuddered, then smiled.
Then he grabbed the tray of food and slammed it against the table.
“Stay away from me!”
Her mouth dropped open when a chair was thrown down next. Then she followed suit, grabbing whatever object she could and banging it against another hard surface until the entire room was a mess. She paused, thunderstruck as gurgling screams came from Isaiah. An animalistic howl was next, so distinctly fearful that she would have clapped if they were in a different scenario.
When the door clicked, she leaped to cover their distance, taking him down to the floor and lowering her head to his throat.
“Hey! Stay away from him! The captain wants his alive!”
She hissed for good measure and made noisy suckling sounds while he thrashed against her. She blocked their sight from his hand grasping the stick, then tensed when a gun was cocked. But they went in without shooting.
The first line of pirates was dragged to the ceiling as planned. Sharp wood flew everywhere, not just to the door, and had men shouting and scrambling out of the way. They scrambled, too—straight for the door, perfectly wide open. Outside, she was on the remaining pirates in an instant while Isaiah went for the other room and picked the lock.
“Out. Hurry.”
When the four of them were free, they clumped together as a unit and led each other out of the hall, then up the deck. Moonlight shone bright and had Moon’s expression turning cold for a second.
“Not now,” Isaiah begged, groaning. “Please don’t have terrible timing, kid.”
The teenage boy gaped at him, equal parts nervous and understanding. Nicola hissed to catch their attention when the deck rumbled and figures appeared from everywhere, swords and guns at a ready.
“I can take them,” Maddox said.
“No, you can’t,” she argued. “We need a diversion.”
“I can—”
“No,” all three bit out at Moon’s offer.
Ven still wasn’t around, but Pan sauntered up—the first man she wanted to wreak havoc on. He had two guns out and was pointing them at her.
“Let’s get rid of the biggest threat first.”
A whistle sounded somewhere. It was faint and no match for the commotion around them, but hope lit up inside her.
“Get down,” she whispered, tugging at the three.
When they didn’t get down, she yanked them with force until they all stumbled. The timing was crazy as gunshots exploded in the air—and were thrown in erratic directions as if they had invisible wings. One by one, the pirates crumbled while more bullets danced. The rest raced back downstairs while the four of them elbowed their way to the ship’s exit. Then more pirates were greeting them, but this time she welcomed it.
“Moon! Hurry up, kid…Nic!”
A hand reached out and heaved her to safety. Wheeler gaped at her, drinking in the sight of her face.
“Hey, Wheeler.”
“Wow. You are beautiful.”
“Save the praises for later, Wheeler,” Isaiah scolded, but his grin was energized. He wiped the blood from his neck and pulled them away until they were out of a bullet’s reach. Arty and Alvin stood on either side, checking for stray pirates outside the ship while Marko and Chuck huddled over Ruby. Her hands fluttered erratically while Maddox stood as her third wall.
Voices rang, then shouts, as the Sky became charged with a different kind of energy.
