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But my safety mattered a hell of a lot less than my mate’s, and there was no way to know how much longer Margo would last.
“Of course. Stay with Flood,” I repeated, flashing Dove a small smile. “I need to get my mate.”
I waited until she took a few steps back before I turned my face to the fire again. It heated my skin, and I could feel the crack in the ground where the fire originated, where it burned. Far, far beneath it, there was a pit of magma engulfed in stone.
I couldn’t feel my mate—not with the fire holding her up, away from the land and therefore my senses.
That meant little, though.
I would find her, no matter how long it took.
Chapter3
Margo
I could feel my hands,and fingers, and toes.
I’d been able to feel them for hours. Or days. Or weeks.
But time meant nothing to me anymore.
The fire had swallowed me, and for the first time in my life, I knew what it was to be completely free.
And it was blissful.
…
Until I felt the fire flicker, as something entered it.
Something that didn’t burn.
A frown turned the corners of my lips down, and I opened my eyes.
Everything was red, orange, yellow, white, and blue.
Maybe the fire should’ve scared me, but it didn’t.
It calmed me.
Safe, it seemed to purr.You’re safe.And strong. And powerful.
“Velvet,” the man’s low, smooth voice called.
The fire rippled in irritation when he spoke, but it didn’t annoy me.
He was walking with his hands out. One in front of him, one at his side.
What was he doing? He could see somehow, with his magic, couldn’t he?
“Velvet, I can’t feel you. I need you to find me,” he called again in that same silky, heart-achingly sexy voice.
I watched him continue, moving in a steady pattern as he called to me.
Velvet, he kept saying.
But the name wasn’t mine.
It occurred to me that he was creating a net of sorts—that he was sweeping every inch of space with his hands.
