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“It might not be the best idea,” he begins, shooting a worried look at Asher, but Ronan’s already halfway to the entrance.
Steffen starts after him.
Ronan pauses when he sees the snow piled up inside the cave. We had a storm blow through during the week, and that always leaves a mess. It doesn’t stop him, though, and he steps outside—
And then scrambles right back in, swiping snow out of his face. “How long have we been here? The weather’s changed.”
“Probably not,” Garrett says gently. “The wind up here is pretty vicious. It’s blowing all the snow around, but I doubt it’s actually snowing. We’re supposedly going to have a few clear days.”
“So that’s just the wind doing that?” He looks indecisively back at the entrance. Steffen steps outside for a moment. When he returns, he’s frosted with snow all over, probably looking like I did after falling earlier.
“You can’t fly in this,” he says flatly. “Even Wil would hesitate to fly in this if he didn’t have to.”
Micah and Asher exchange glances, and I wonder what that’s about.
Ronan doesn’t look happy, but he grudgingly nods. “Fine.”
“Come with me and Asher this time,” Garrett suggests soothingly. “We’ll go directly to the house we have ready for you, and you can have a proper rest.”
As Ronan agrees and Asher teleports them away, I can’t help thinking it seems like he really doesn’t want to be here. So why is he? Surely there’s a dragon who would be excited about this?
* * *
The minutewe arrive in the village, my phone beeps loudly in my pocket. I force myself to ignore it while we make sure Fabian and Ronan are settled in, and then make plans to collect the dragons for dinner at Damaris’s later. Wil and Steffen are leaving after that, but they assure us that they don’t need daylight to fly.
Micah and I head back to our house for a break, and I wait until he’s busy with the coffee maker to sneak my phone out of my pocket.
There are three messages waiting for me. One is from an Unknown Contact, and I don’t even bother to open it. I don’t need that kind of negativity in my life while I’m dealing with such a huge dilemma.
The other two messages are from Alistair, and I take a deep breath as I open the first one.
Gideon talked to Micah and we had an emergency mini-meeting. Duuuuude! Operation: True Love is being disbanded. That demon has it baaaaaad for you. Our expert panel agrees that all you need to do is tell him how you feel. Trust me, you won’t be disappointed.
If you could video the declarations of love, we’d appreciate it.
I ignore that last part. No way am I sending Alistair video of me telling Micah I love him. Do I love him? Probably. If I’m not there yet, I will be soon.
“Micah?” My voice cracks, and I clear my throat as he turns around. The concern on his face warms me all the way through, and suddenly I feel foolish. Of course he returns my feelings. How could I ever have doubted him?
“Is something wrong?”
I shake my head. “No. It’s… I’m… I don’t want to go home.”
He pauses, then says slowly, “Well, there’s still a lot to be done in the cave. But if you’re worried about going back to that neighborhood, we can help you move.”
Aww. How sweet and annoying. “No, it’s not that. I meant I don’t want to leave here.”
A glint of excitement lights his eyes. “Oh?”
“I want to stay here.” I take a breath. I’m confident he feels the way I do, but that doesn’t stop the nerves. “With you. I want to be with you.”
It only takes him two steps to reach me and sweep me up in the tightest, most wonderful hug I’ve ever experienced in my life.
“I’m never letting you go now.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE
Micah
