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Puff followed me as I walked to the door.
“Kelsey,” Liv called out.
I turned, praying she would take back what she’d said. “Yes.”
“You’re just like them, you know.”
I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. “Just like who?”
“The witches who ate the best part of my soul. You put these wards up so I can’t use my magic. So it feels like snakes under my skin, nicking me from within. You only loved the weak Liv.”
“The weak Liv is standing in front of me, but I’ll find the real one again,” I vowed.
I was worried, though.
A loud, blaring siren split the air around me, and my heartrate shot up. I knew that sound. It meant something had gone terribly wrong, and the enemy was at the gates.
Liv gasped. “He’s here. He’s come for me.”
I started to run because I knew she might be right.
Chapter Three
Kelsey
I ran down the stairs, Puff sprinting ahead of me like he knew something was wrong and he had a job to do.
Trent walked out of our bedroom, pulling his T-shirt over his head. He’d patrolled the night before and slept in. I’d woken warm and cuddled up in his arms. If Gray had been there, it would have been my happiest place.
Trent’s brows rose as he closed the door. “Hey, baby. You okay? Is it Liv?”
Each question was asked with the certainty of a man who knew he could handle whatever was coming our way. My wolf was calm in a crisis.
I, not so much.
The alarm kept blaring, so I shouted over it as I made my way to the front door. “She’s upstairs. The wards are working. She didn’t even try to kill our son when he went up to have a long visit with her.”
Trent followed me out, jogging beside me as we started to make our way down the path to the royals’ house. “He did what?”
Puff powered ahead of us, speeding up as he caught sight of Evan walking out of the house, her bow in hand. Fen was already there, but he hadn’t changed to wolf form yet.
“He decided to join his meanest auntie for a debrief on my high school years. Is it Myrddin?” It was my greatest fear. That bringing Liv here had invited Myrddin to our doorstep.
“I don’t think so,” Donovan replied as he jogged down the steps. “Someone sounded the alarm from the outside. I doubt Myrddin has figured out how to do that. I worry someone’s injured. I’m going to take a look from above in case we need to block them off.”
Donovan took off, and not running. He did this knee flex thing and then he was flying.
Nice work, if you could get it.
Quinn walked out wearing a not normal for him jeans and T-shirt. He was a fancy fucker, but there weren’t a lot of three-piece suits in Frelsi. “The signal came from the Reykjavík mirror. Someone’s portalling in and needs help, but we have to be ready for the worst. Evan, you should get back in the house with your mother and Shy.”
That was when I noticed Shahidi standing near Evan. The gorgeous girl had been quieter the last few weeks since she’d lost Harry Wharton. For years she’d housed Harry in her soul. From what I’d been told, Shy was a psychic. She could communicate with the dead. Usually she seemed ethereal. Now she looked like every other twenty-something being treated like a kid.
She rolled her dark eyes and shook her head, looking Evan’s way and completely ignoring Quinn’s comment. “Rhys and Lee went into town with the new guy. Something’s gone wrong.”
Evan also ignored her Fae father and took off running toward the portal.
“Devinshea.” The queen bit out his name. “I thought we talked about this.” She shook her head and started after her daughter.
