I took my suspicions to Mom, sharing them with her over a freshly baked chocolate cake I brought with me from a cute little bakery on Harvard Square. I could tell from the guarded look in her eyes and the tightness of her smile she was onto me and the gooey offering I set on the table in her small kitchen, but that didn't stop her from fetching a pair of forks from the silverware drawer after Charlotte shook her head at the offer of a third. I set out a single glass, filled it with milk for us to share, the carton left out as I knelt on my chair and helped myself to a big bite, not even bothering to cut it first.Mom sighed and dug in herself, a shadow passing over her face. My eyes drifted to her empty neck and I found myself frowning too. She'd lost her pentagram necklace last year and, despite the fact Meira and I replaced it, Mom never wore the new one. Made me a little angry, actually. Like our present didn't matter to her or wasn't good enough. I knew such thinking was just my r
I didn't sleep very well that night. Tossing and turning courtesy of Shaylee. My demon. My vampire.My own anger.Shenka was already asleep when I arrived back at our dorm room, and it was just as well. I didn't have time to deal with her weird coldness from earlier at lunch, not with my head spinning and my temper rising now that I was out of Mom's reach.They are fools, my vampire sent with heat, showing her rare temper.Agreed, my demon snarled.Venemeth is evil, Shaylee spat.Tell me something I didn't know. If Mom's worried, I sent to them, there's good reason. Why hadn't she told me how much trouble I'd been causing her?Probably because it wouldn't have changed anything, my vampire sent. You've done only what comes as natural-saved them all from destruction over and over again. Imagine if we hadn't been there to prevent Batsheva from the inevitable destruction of Pannera and her blood clan?Or the discovery of the Brotherhood infiltration in the European Council, Shaylee
I ran all the way to Coven Hall, Charlotte right behind me, wanting to ride the veil, but hearing Mom's voice in my head, begging me to play it cool even as the terror I felt at Ameline's cryptic note drove spikes of panic through my chest.The last time she'd contacted me about someone I cared about, I'd found my demon grandmother dead in her apartments and was accused of her murder. So I didn't think anyone would blame me for the blinding fear gripping me as I raced after Liam.Only to crash into his back as he stopped to allow Tippy through the door ahead of him. Liam turned, frowning a little, hazel eyes flat as his strawberry blonde hair hung over his forehead. But his gaze lightened as though he only then realized I was there. He reached for me as I staggered, concern rising in his face in answer to what had to have been open terror on mine."Syd." He hugged me gently before letting me go, the old Liam back again. Now that I knew Ameline was involved, I immediately suspected s
Shenka wasn't even in our room when I arrived home and didn't show up until long after I went to bed. I almost confronted her on her cone of silence, but just didn't have the energy.Drama. Jeeze, did I hate drama.Instead, I lay in bed and focused on the next morning and my alternating worry about something diabolical happening during Venner's lecture and the fear I was overreacting, after all, and putting Mom and Quaid on edge for no good reason.All I had to do was think about the note Ameline sent and I swayed back to the diabolical.What had she meant? That she knew about Liam? It was the second time she'd said it, once in person, now in a note. Knew what? I assumed she was aware he was the Gatekeeper. Kind of hard to keep that little tidbit a secret, honestly. And if she was in contact with Venner, even more so. What was it she knew I didn't-or wasn't taking seriously enough?Fretting never suited me but I couldn't seem to avoid it.The fact Ameline was working with Venner,
I stayed in my seat, Quaid next to me, fuming while Venner shook hands with the board of governors and the Council. I noted Mom was the only exception, as she carefully dodged his outstretched hand with a diplomatic smile, moving another witch forward to take her place in a smooth but obvious snub.There were times Mom and I didn't get along, and times I wished I was more like her.Guess which this was.I was less surprised than I should have been to spot Sonja standing just inside the now-open door, small next to the hulking Enforcers in their black robes. Liam spotted her about the same time I did and left Tippy to hurry through the departing crowd to hug his mother. I left my row more slowly, doing my best to keep an eye on Venner, Spaft and Sonja all at once while Quaid stayed close behind me, his scent and the heat of his body where he brushed against me a sizzling distraction.Hormones? Really? At a time like this. Classy.I paused at the edge of the seats while Quaid pass
I walked out of the lecture theater, mind churning, and into an argument.Shenka practically chest bumped me as I exited the room, head down, and I had to jerk to a halt, squeaking in surprise for the second time. I was one of the last to leave, so at least I wasn't blocking the exit. Because the look on Shenka's face told me she wasn't letting me go until she spoke her mind.Good then. A nice fight was just what I needed to work out the kinks."No hitting," I said.Shenka's furious face fell as she blinked. "Sorry?""The fight we're about to have." I poked my thumb over my shoulder at Charlotte who eased past me, eyes locked on Shenka. "No hitting. Unless you want to end up pinned to the ground with a werewolf taking a chunk out of you."Shenka shook her head, anger returning though more sullen and less apparent."I don't want to hit you," she said. Paused. "Okay, that's a lie."I laughed a little, knowing it wasn't funny, but unable to stop myself. Shenka stomped one foot, he
I waited at the exit to the library for Quaid for about ten minutes after classes ended for the day. When he didn't show, I kicked myself for even bothering. No more waiting around for stray boys to get their crap together, not when I had things to do.Entirely unfair. Quaid's "see you later" hadn't had a time attached to it, outside "later."Still.Sniff.I made a quick bag dump in my dorm, leaving my backpack behind. It didn't look like Shenka had been around, and I worried something happened between her and Tallah. She missed lunch, too, and I had to tolerate Tippy's gushing all over me with no Liam to hit on while the other girls eye-rolled and stayed quiet.Charlotte didn't comment when I turned right back around and left my room, heading out into the Yard. She must have known very well where I was off to, because she didn't miss a step when I turned abruptly and headed for Liam's dorm. It was a quick walk, but it felt like it took forever, now that I was heading his way.
A wave of panic drove a million spikes of fear through me as I threw myself over the threshold and onto my knees next to the silent body of the hound. Visions of the Wild Hunt rising without Galleytrot's vigilance, without protection for Liam, the last Gatekeeper, forced my breath from my lungs. Not to mention he was as much a part of my family as anyone. Personal feelings had a way of meaning more to me than the end of the world.Go figure.I plunged my hands into the fur of his face and dove inside him, Shaylee leading the way.Galleytrot. Where was he? Not gone, please, no, not lost to us. Galleytrot!Nothing. Blackness.Silence. Emptiness.A flicker.Shaylee caught onto that spark, pulled it to her, cradled it in her Sidhe magic, drawing it outward, upward. I supported her with my earth energy, my demon and vampire doing their best to offer strength while Shaylee rescued Galleytrot from the brink of death and brought him back.He groaned softly, a rumbling noise shaking t