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“Yes,”
“When you find a tunnel please stand over where you think it might be and I will send the necessary energy to course through you into the ground, we are hoping that it will help to collapse their tunnels,” I explain.
“That’s fine,” he replies.
“Please tell me if it drains you, or hurts you in someway and we will find another way,” I plead not wanting to hurt him in anyway.
“Don’t worry Hope, I will be fine, you forget that I have some magic that flows in my veins too.” His words calm me somewhat.
It is another hour before Trek tells me that it’s time and that the Goblins are awake and making their way underground for us to be ready. I take in a deep breath as I go and stand at the end of the bed, Vain comes to stand behind me placing her left hand on my shoulder, Dream comes to stand before me placing her right hand on my other shoulder and Reality comes to stand next to me facing me she places her right hand over my heart as I lift both my arms, turning my hands to face up to the ceiling I close my eyes.
“Now,” I hear Trek clearly in my mind a minute later.
I focus all my energy pushing it out through my hands I envision Trek, to have it course through him as it enters his body and leaves through his feet. I don’t know how long we cast our power before Trek is telling me to stop as he is going to move to another tunnel. After finding another one we do the same until we are sure that it too has collapsed, we continue with our work for hours. My arms are feeling the strain, my body is feeling drained, but still we continue, making sure that we stop the destruction of the Dragons home.
“Enough!” I hear the whisper of Trek’s voice in my mind, I immediately stop the flow.
“Are their more?” I ask but there is no reply, we wait and wait but even though I ask again Trek does not answer.
“Do you think they caught him?” Vain asks as she slides down to sit on the floor, her features looking strained.
“He would have said something,” I murmur still waiting for him to say something, but he doesn’t. My heart is tight with worry, my mind racing with concern that something happened to Trek. We are still sitting in the room an hour later when Darius comesto call us saying that the men are back as Brok changed to fly Trek back as he is injured.
Hearing that Trek is injured my heart seems to stop, I don’t wait for my sisters to catch up, I am out of the room following Darius as he hurries towards where Brok and Trek are. When I arrive, I see Trek laying on the ground, his tanned complexion is pale, drained.
“What happened?” I ask as I kneel besides him, my fingers stroking his stubbled cheek.
“Whatever you were doing it got too much for him, as each tunnel collapsed, I saw him getting weaker and weaker until we collapsed the last one and he fell to the ground unconscious.” Brok explains.
Tears fill my eyes as I know that I did this to him, I asked him to tell me if it got too much, I should have known that he would never have given up. “We need to help him,” I plead looking up at Brok, Darius and my sisters.
“He has had enough energy for one day, I think that you need to let him rest,” Rea suggests as she kneels next to Trek to place her fingers on his neck to feel his pulse. “He’s just drained, a few days of rest and he will be up and around again.”
I am not pleased with the diagnosis, but I know that she is right, “I will take him inside,” Darius suggests, “we will keep an eye on him until he wakes.”
My hands are fisted as I follow them through the tunnels until he is being laid down. He misses all the Dragons clapping in thanks at Brok and his return, and how they have saved the Dragons lair for another day.
“I’ll get them to bring you some food,” Darius says when Trek is comfortable and Brok has also gone to rest.
“I’m not hungry,” I reply.
“You need your strength; you look as pale as he is.” Darius insists, “he won’t be happy if he wakes up and you are the one that is sick.” Huffing I nod, if nothing else to get him to leave.
“He will be fine,” Dream says as she places a comforting hand on my shoulder, “he won’t miss out on mating with you now that you know.” I told them when Trek dropped the bomb of being my mate, but to my surprise they weren’t as stunned as I was.
“I don’t know if I want to mate such a stubborn and infuriating man,” I grumble, angry that he didn’t stop me from hurting him.
“You mean as stubborn and infuriating as you?” Rea asks with a raised brow, “confess Hope, you two suit each other.”
I grunt in reply, knowing that they are all trying to appease my concern, but the only time that I am going to relax is when Trek opens his eyes and I see that he is fine. The others finally leave, leaving me alone with Trek, Darius brings the food and also leaves warning me to rest, but I sit on the chair next to Trek’s bed and wait for him to open his eyes.
I don’t know how long I was sitting here, but the next thing I know I am waking with a gentle stroke on my cheeks. “You’re awake,” I murmur when I open my eyes and see Trek leaning over, staring deep into my eyes.
“Why are you sitting here next to my bed?” he asks with a raised brow.
“I wanted to make sure that you were okay, why didn’t you warn me that you weren’t feeling well?” I ask and see him shrug at my question.
“We needed to defeat Toron; it might not be the war but it’s a kink in his armour.” I nod at his explanation.
