I gasp, my hand pressed to my mouth, as Jackson tenses behind me. A glance at Gabriel lets me know that he feels it too - Jesse pulling on our magic – that we’re experiencing this in a way that the others aren’t. Midnight screams in fear, reaching out for Jesse, only held back by Ben who grabs her w
“Okay, well then let’s go,” Jackson says, all business, pulling me against his chest and reaching out a hand for everyone else.Everyone scurries close and I take a deep breath, looking around to ensure that we’re all here, all touching. When I am sure, I exhale and tilt us all away, the weight of o
Jackson, Gabriel, and I immediately focus on the bedroom door, which is roughly splintered now, just moments from being ripped from it hinges. I squeeze their hands, suddenly thinking that my decision to come back here might be a little rash –Who is on the other side of that door?What are their or
“Damn,” Gabriel says under his breath, watching Jacksons, clearly impressed.The Ambassadors snap into action, each holding hands in a long train.“Thank you!” I say, light and cheerful in my Princess Cupcake voice, taking the hand of the eldest Ambassador, who looks down at me in wonder. “Now, when
“I should have killed you on that battlefield,” the King of Atalaxia snarls, his eyes focused on me, “instead of listening to this foolish boy when he said he could control you.”The King moves slowly across the room, black lightening flickering in his hands as he approaches. I take a gasping step b
“Jacks,” I say quietly, stroking a thumb over his bloody beard, loving him a great deal. “I need a minute with Gabriel alone.”His eyes flash, accompanied by a rough snarl. Gabriel flinches back, but I just smile.“No,” Jackson growls, pulling me closer.I laugh a little and shake my head. “It wasn’
Gabriel laughs, low and pretty, and takes my wrist in his warm hand, tracing his fingers lovingly over my skin. A shiver passes through me and lovely sparks bloom in the air all around us, making us smile.“Big demand to make of a King,” Gabriel murmurs, looking down at the soft flesh of my inner ar
“Highness!” the voice commands. “Please, highness! Are you all right!?”“It’s been three minutes,” Jackson growls.Gabriel groans and pushes himself up straight, looking into my eyes one last time, devastated. Silently he nods, giving me permission to go.I smile back at him even as I reach for Jack