I was a total idiot. So wrapped up in the O'Dane family tree I failed to consider the trap I headed for as I exited the library and down the hall to History.Late.She waited for me, right outside the door, a vulture hovering around a not quite dead carcass, lurking for the chance to feed. My death knell tolled the moment I looked up and into her glittering black eyes.They were full of triumph and more than a little smugness. Ms. Spaft didn't speak, just handed me the slip of pink paper before spinning on her heel and striding away.I considered crumpling it up and firing it at the back of her head, but I knew my demon would be tempted to add some power behind it and I would have no way to explain why she was suddenly unconscious from the blow of a paper ball.Stomping my way to class, I also considered skipping detention. But by the time History was wrapping up I knew I couldn't do it. Spaft would make my life even more miserable. I'd just have to do my time, take my punishment
My temper cooled a bit on the drive home, but I was still worked up enough I was happy the house was empty. At least I wouldn't have to inflict the rage still bouncing around inside me on my family.The anger I felt fell away in a surge of relief as I trudged into my bedroom and almost tripped over Galleytrot. Shaylee reached for him instantly, breaking through the static of my anger enough I realized I'd missed feeling him because of it.He swiped his tongue over my cheek as I hugged him. "I'm so glad you're back." Tears welled in my eyes, cracks forming in the veneer of control I'd managed to maintain. "Are you okay?"Galleytrot shook his heavy mane and growled soft assent. "I'm sorry to keep you out of the loop," he rumbled. I'd missed the elemental sound of his voice. "But I have a great deal to tell you.""Me too, but you first." I sat on the end of my bed, happy to finally be finding some answers. Who needed Liam and his rude-ass mother? I had a Fey dog of the Sidhe on my sid
The door creaked as Galleytrot and I fell silent, Sassafras letting himself into the gloom our conversation created. His silver fur immediately stood on end, tail thrashing as he looked back and forth between us.We quickly filled him in on the details while he curled up on the end of the bed to listen."You have to tell your mother," he said the moment I was done. "She needs to be brought up to speed on this."I knew he was right and instantly felt better. Of course. Mom. She'd come back right away, the moment she understood how dangerous this situation was. And while I was worried for Gram, I knew the old lady could take very good care of herself.And I needed my mom.I reached for her immediately, following the path of the family magic to her, using my demon power to boost my reach. She was still blocking me out, but when I threw all three magics at her, she reacted with instant fear.Syd, are you all right?Mom. I wanted to cry, clutching at the front of my T-shirt as if I h
Nerves took a hold of me the moment I realized what I'd done, so I went looking for a distraction to fill the next couple of hours."Where's Meira?" I reached out for my sister and came up blank. Even my demon couldn't track her down. She shielded as tightly as I always had, back when I wished I was normal.The twinge of that old wish returned for a minute before I sighed it away. With the acceptance of my magic and the many sides of my power came the inability to just walk away. And I really was okay with that. I just hoped my whole life wasn't lined up to be one dance with disaster to another.Several phone calls got me nothing. In fact, one of Meira's friends refused to talk to me at all. Her mother softly confessed she and Meira were on the outs, that Meira was mean to her at school and was hanging out with a different group.I immediately thought of the rude little snot Alicia and asked for her last name.Easy enough to track her down, as easy as Liam. Though my drive to Alic
When the knock came on the kitchen door, it made me shudder. The echo of the Gate was fresh enough I hated the sound, as shallow and real as it was compared to the booming of the Sidhe magic. I went to answer it, distracted, wondering why anyone in the coven would bother to knock.Sonja O'Dane stood on the other side, and she didn't look happy. In fact, Liam's mother's dark brown eyes flashed with barely suppressed anger, whole body trembling with it."I'm here to talk," she snapped without preamble, "and you're going to shut up and listen. You are to stay as far away from my son as you can and not say another word to him ever. Is that understood?" She backed up a half step before surging toward me again. "I mean it. If I find out you've been filling his head with more lies...""Mrs. O'Dane," I said, reaching for her, but she snatched herself out of my reach, still shaking."You'll be sorry," she snarled, "I swear it."Before I could say a word, argue, try to convince her further,
My trip to Liam's to track him down turned out to be a total bust. Yeah, story of my life. The house was dark, not a soul answered the door and I started to worry maybe he and his mother had picked up and moved again. I ran home, tried calling him, but without any luck.Crap. Galleytrot took off without me in search of him, or if that failed, his grandfather, and I let him go. I was tired and stressed out as it was. As soon as the black dog found Liam and/or Fergus he'd let me know.Dad was still out when I arrived home, but Meira had locked herself in her room with Sassafras. At least she was talking to him. The computer beckoned and I went to check for messages.It seemed like the moment I sat down Quaid was there and everything else went away.How are you?Awful. So happy you're around. I dumped everything on him in the next few minutes of furious typing. And now I can't find Liam and I need to find him so we can get to the damned Gate.You should be able to find it yourself,
I left Meira in Sassy's care, heading back to my own room. I was almost there when my cell phone rang. Now what? I almost ignored it, sure it was Alison pulling one of her drama queen moments, but sighed and checked it anyway.Not Alison. Angela, her mother. A poke of panic jabbed me as I answered."Syd," the woman's voice was breathless, panicked. "I need your help. She won't listen to me.""What's going on?" I was already heading out my bedroom door, not caring how I was dressed, pounding my way down the stairs as Angela sobbed once."She's drunk," she whispered. I could hear someone yelling in the background, the sound of shattering glass. "I can't make her stop. Please, Syd, she'll listen to you, I know it.""I'm on my way." I hung up, already behind the wheel, tossing the cell phone onto the passenger seat as I fired up Minnie's engine and squealed out of my driveway.It was the fastest drive of my life and I even used magic to make sure the cops looked the other way. Minnie
I went right to her and hugged her, careful of her freshly bandaged arm. Angela pulled away from me, letting out a sad sound as her fingertips touched the cut on my neck. I'd forgotten all about it."How is she?" I felt Erica hovering behind me, but was grateful she kept her distance."She's fine, thanks to you. I really think you arrived just in time." Angela still shook, but she managed a small, quivering smile. "The doctors said if she'd managed to cut any deeper she wouldn't be with us anymore." She sagged for a second then straightened again as if by sheer will. "They think the alcohol in her system along with the jolt of pain from cutting herself finally just shut her down and made her pass out."If Angela remembered what she witnessed, she wasn't saying and I knew then I had done the right thing."They have her in for observation," she choked on a breath, "and suicide watch." Whispered, those last two words. As if they were bad, evil. Her blue eyes leaked tears. "It's for th