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“Remember hours ago, when we were waiting to get out here, and we all thought for a minute that the portal wasn’t going to open?” I ask, feeling that same dread tugging at me.
Snake hisses, telling me just to throw the head if I do not wish to step inside.
He makes a good point. It’s light enough to throw.
I don’t need to set foot back inside that place.
Snake stands back a little, waiting for me to get rid of the head and keeping himself out of the way.
I swing my arm back and let go, stepping back to watch the head soar through the air and disappear into the portal that leads into our old prison.
“Would that be considered a touchdown, or a goal?” I wonder out loud, trying to remember the ball games Scar taught us when we were kids. I don’t remember the names of them now. They were never particularly exciting with so many rules to try and remember.
Snake hisses, guessing it would be a goal.
He disappears into The Abyss with the rest of the body next, and I wait around outside. It takes him a few very long minutes to ditch the body and find the book.
My gaze is on the sky, feeling that it is about to start getting lighter.
Any moment now.
I can feel it, the same way I feel it when the portal is about to open from inside The Abyss.
Snake steps out with the book in his hand, and the sun begins to rise.
The portal’s opening gets smaller and disappears within seconds of Snake’s exit.
“Well, that was cutting it close,” I tell him.
He shrugs, thrusting the book at me as if I will be able to help him with learning how to ask Lita if he can kiss her. I shake my head, and he looks deflated.
“There is one person who can read that thing, and I am not that person,” I tell him, a little sad about that fact. If I could read, I would be able to learn new ways to talk with my mate much faster than relying on waiting for Scar to teach us. I’ve already started to forget what we learned last night.
It has been a long night.
Snake makes a disappointed sound and clutches the book close to his heart.
I wipe my bloody hand on the ground and wince at how dirty I still seem when I look down at myself.
I need to get this blood off me. Snake could use a good scrubbing, too.
“Let’s get to the stream so we go visit our mate.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Scar
Thesunisrisingwhen I get to my mother’s house with Scratch. She has always been an early riser, but I doubt she has slept well tonight. I doubt my mate has gotten much rest, either.
It is my mother who answers the door when we arrive, cleaned up after our long night.
“What happened?” she asks, worry on her face. “Where are your brothers?”
“They are safe,” I tell her. “They are just cleaning up before they come here.”
We ran into Fox and Snake at the stream, when we were done, and they were just about to get started. When I told them we would meet them at the house, they did not complain.
“Oh, thank the Goddess for that,” my mother says. “You’re all okay.”
