As futile as we both knew it would be, Galleytrot and I spent the next several hours searching for the Gate. I let Shaylee have full control, prodding her out of her fearful hiding only with the help of my angry demon. But even she was honestly baffled, leading us in circles from one end of town to the other.I parked Minnie in the square and stared at town hall. "Let's think about this logically," I said, not feeling logical at all, just angry and frustrated. "The protection or supernatural feeling to Wilding Springs is roughly circular, right?"Galleytrot nodded. "Which means the source of that needs to be the center of town. We know that, Syd. We checked the library and the rest of town hall, remember?""It has to be in that building somewhere." I was about to open my car door when I spotted a familiar figure approaching. I waited, frowning, as Ms. Spaft took once glance around before going inside town hall."What if I was right and Liam's mom isn't the only mortal Unseelie agen
We went home. Nowhere else to go, really. I checked for messages, hoping maybe Quaid was over his hissy fit, but no luck. Well, that was just fine, Mr. Jealous. Be that way. I had more important things to fret over than his sensitive ego.Angry, I almost snapped at the voice on the other end of the phone when I answered the insistent ringing."Did I get you at a bad time?" Angela's voice quavered."No, not at all." I instantly dialed back my annoyance and focused on her. "Is everything okay?""Oh, yes, I'm sorry, of course." Her nervous laugh told me she felt guilty for letting amusement out in any form. "I was just hoping... Alison is awake, and I was thinking it would be nice...""I'm on my way now." Like I wasn't tired enough. But when I hung up to her very grateful goodbye, I knew I made the right choice.I turned to go and found Meira watching me."I want to come with you." Her amber eyes faded slowly to blue, skin tinting to human tone. "Can I?"Um. What would Mom do? Exp
The sun was just starting to set when Meira and I arrived home. The moment we passed through the wards, I felt Dad was home, but was startled to find him in the kitchen. Not that he wasn't allowed upstairs. It was just such a rarity to see him there."Hey, Dad," I said, feeling my annoyance with him take a sharp notch upward. I could have used his help, if only for moral support but, as usual, he was either out or locked in the basement. I didn't mean to make him a target, but this was the first chance I had to confront him. "Where've you been?"He heard it in my tone if not in the oh-so-casual words I chose. Hard to miss that much sarcasm."Watch the attitude, Syd," he snapped.Um, hello? "Do you have any idea what's going on around here?" No way was he taking a Mom stance with me. "I could use your help, you know. Or do you even give a crap?"Dad's scowl made him look demonic, a tough thing considering he was mortal now. "I asked you to mind your own business," he said. "Besides
Liam and I were casing the steps of the home when I spotted someone I recognized. Angela emerged from the building and registered my presence at the same moment, a huge smile taking over her face as she hurried to Minnie."Syd!" She leaning in my hastily opened window and hugged me. "How sweet of you to come to see Alison again so soon. They are just getting her settled, but you should be able to go in shortly."Oh, crap. Al was here?My smile must have looked pathetic, but she seemed to accept it at face value. "Did she make the trip okay?"Angela's smile was much better than mine. "She did, thank you, Syd. Are you a friend of my daughter's?" She held out her hand to Liam across me. He shook it with great grace."She's a wonderful person," he said. "I hear you both love my mom."A quick chat about Sonja's hairdressing skills and his acceptance was sealed."The nurses might give us a hard time," I said as I climbed out of the car, a half-formed plan in my head, leaning ever so g
"Daddo," Liam leaned forward over the back of the seat to talk to his grandfather. "Why didn't you tell me?""I tried." The old man sagged, hands grasping for Liam's, "but your mother wouldn't let me.""You know she's Unseelie?" I glanced sideways at him, risking a look away from the headlong race I ran with Minnie.His face snapped around. "She's what?"Liam softly, sadly filled his grandfather in while I wished I could risk driving faster.I've led him astray, but it's not working. Galleytrot sounded pissed, but a little smug. I've damaged him at least. I think most of his power was tied up in his little shield.Leave him, I sent. The Gate's more important. I need you.I'll be there. He was gone, but left me with more hope than I'd expected to feel."It's no wonder she took you from me," Fergus sighed as I returned to their conversation. "Though how Sonja hid it from your father I have no idea. No," he shook his head, "that's not true. In all honestly, Liam, I worried for our
The air tingled around me as I passed through the magic doorway into the stone chamber beyond. Not just one chamber, it turned out, but a triad of linking rooms, all open to each other through doorless entries. I peeked in the first on our way past, spotting a large carved bed that seemed to be constructed of a huge oak tree. The next was some kind of office or study, stretching back into the dimly lit distance. Fergus didn't pause, so my chance to look around was brief. What I saw, what I felt, took me back centuries to a time when the Sidhe walked the earth among humans.But the final chamber, the smallest but most impressive, took my complete attention the moment we entered. There, against the far wall, stood the Gate. I'm not sure what I was expecting, maybe some elaborately carved golden filigree, a giant cast iron monstrosity maybe. Instead, I was greeted by a carved wooden doorway, if that door was built for giants. It stretched upward into the gloom of the vaulted chamber and
"Syd!" Liam's desperate cry spun me around. I raced to him and fell to my knees, one hand pressed to Fergus's chest, just below the wound. Shaylee felt around inside, winced at the taint of dark Sidhe magic. My demon snarled, grasped both of us by the scruffs of our power and used the three of us to latch onto the bullet still buried in the old man's flesh.It was torture, disgusting, painful and so vile I wanted to pull away, to abandon the attempt, to leave the horrible thing where it was. So much hate and darkness could not exist in one tiny shard of metal, but it did, oh it did, and the cost of removing it was too much.Until the nasty thing popped free, jerking loose so violently it flew across the room to ping against the stone. I collapsed, panting, my demon howling, Shaylee weeping at the filth staining us from the contact. But it faded, thankfully, washed clean by the slow and steady flow of Galleytrot's magic and the bond between the other two powers inside me.The black d
The moment the Gate's power released the seal between worlds, I threw my power at it and created my own.I think I was more shocked it worked than I was relieved.They were clearly visible, the horde of the Sluagh, pressing against my magic, already worming their way to the edges, looking for a break, a chink in my armor, a place I was weak. But with Liam's Keeper blood tied to the barrier I'd erected, the Gate responded by welcoming my shield and feeding it with its own magic.For now."Now what?" His voice was a little high-pitched, palm sweating in mine.I wished I had a clue. "Galleytrot, we need Fergus!"The faces of the Unseelie gathered behind the barrier were coming into view. I wanted to look away, afraid of what I might see. But Shaylee forced me to focus, to look on her people, and I realized then that as evil as we humans might perceive them to be, they were beautiful to her.Large, as big as bears some of them, larger, with distorted features and patches of hair han