Brynna (Stone Society) - Faith Gibson Page 0,28
about it too. She had taught herself how to do things like cook and run a load of laundry, but there was more she could learn. She sat quietly as Marcie pushed the fabric through a metal ring, which would eventually become a wreath for someone. Marcie made all the gifts she gave for birthdays and holidays the same way Lawrence painted his gifts. Brynna would love to be able to make something personal, but she didn’t have the ability.
Staring at the fountain, Brynna’s beast pushed against her. She opened her senses but didn’t detect anyone or anything out of the ordinary. Still…
“I’m gonna call B and see if he can walk me through turning it back on.” Brynna rose from the chair and returned inside to find her phone.
“That’s the last of the orders,” Uri said, setting the long box aside with the others ready for pickup. “B?” His mate was staring out the window. “Banyan,” he said louder.
Banyan startled, looking Uri’s way. “I’m sorry, did you say something?”
Uri strode across the armory to stand next to his mate. “What’s wrong?”
“I’m not sure. My beast is agitated, but I don’t see anyone hanging around.” Banyan turned and pulled Uri into his arms. “It’s probably nothing.”
Uri cupped Banyan’s cheek. “I wouldn’t be so sure. Our Gargoyles don’t get antsy for no reason. Something spooked Brynna yesterday when we were at the café, but she didn’t see anyone either.”
Banyan took a step back. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Urijah gripped Banyan’s wrists and put them back around his waist. “Because Brynna didn’t make a big deal about it. I chalked it up to her being nervous about talking to Travis. But now that you’ve felt something too? I’m worried.”
“With Drago still out there, I don’t trust that he didn’t have someone follow us. We might not have been the one to take Alistair’s head, but we were part of the battle. I’m going to call Brynna and—” Banyan’s phone rang. “Speak of the devil. Brynna? Is everything okay?”
“How do you turn the fountain on?”
“What?”
“The fountain. It stopped working, and I want to turn it back on.”
Banyan shook his head, but relief coursed through his body. Uri felt it as surely as if his own body relaxed. “There’s a panel in the small garage that houses all the breakers to the outside lights. Lawrence labeled them, so you should be able to find it easily.”
“And if it hasn’t been flipped?” Brynna’s footsteps came through the phone as she walked. Uri stepped behind Banyan and slid his arms around his mate, pulling B’s back to Uri’s front. He settled his chin on Banyan’s shoulder.
“Then there’s probably a problem with the cord. It’s buried beneath the walkway.” Banyan waited while his sister made her way to the small building. When he took another look outside, Uri walked over to the opposite wall and did the same. His beast’s trepidation stemmed from Banyan’s. Uri knew Banyan didn’t want to cause undue paranoia, but being King, he would always have to look over his shoulder, and his family was always at risk.
“Found it.” They heard Brynna flip the breaker. “How does one breaker get turned off, but the others don’t?”
“I think it has something to do with the circuit overloading, but I’m not sure. We’ll have to ask Lawrence. I can make a sword with my eyes closed, but when it comes to electricity, I’m useless.”
“Speaking of useless, I want to start paying the bills. Before you argue, it’s my house and my responsibility. You’ll be moving out soon—”
“Bryn, you aren’t useless. The utilities are paid a year in advance. I can show you the accounts when I get back, but there’s nothing for you to worry about until January. What’s going on?”
“What do you mean?”
Uri should have told Banyan about the conversation he had with Brynna while they were out, but he didn’t want to betray her trust. If he felt it was something dire, he would have confided in his mate.
Banyan ran a hand down his handsome face. “It isn’t like you to be down on yourself. You’re one of the fiercest females I’ve ever known. You have had adventures most beings only dream of. So what’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”
Brynna blowing out a breath sounded over the line. “I thought turning the house into a hotel would give me a purpose, but what about when that’s finished? I’ll hire someone to run it because I won’t be living in Norway