me, yet protected at the same time. I thought I might have found clothes I liked almost as much as shorts and T-shirts.
I was never one who found guys in leather pants sexy, but Tristan changed my mind. At least, for him. The leather didn’t cling to him as it did me, but fit him like jeans, accentuating the curve of his perfect ass, but not in a porn-star kind of way. He showed me how to secure my weapons in my belt loops for easiest retrieval, and he filled his with his own dagger, knives, and discs. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught our reflections as we strode past the bedroom mirror for the door. We looked as though we belonged on the set of some post-apocalyptic movie where the characters were armed up to fight zombies. Of course, we fought vampires, mages, and shape-shifters, not zombies. I didn’t think.
“Do zombies exist?” I asked Tristan.
“Only if the Daemoni want to create them,” he deadpanned.
“I wish you wouldn’t do this,” Mom said standing in front of the back door, blocking our way, and I thought maybe she’d returned to herself. But then she moved to the side. “But I realize you’re going to anyway. Who am I to stop you now? I don’t even know the truth anymore.”
“That’s what we’re looking for, Mom. The truth.”
She nodded. “I know.”
Char took my hand and rubbed my thumb over the dagger’s hilt, making the weapon disappear. “No need for that hanging off your waist as you’re driving down the highway.”
That’s when I realized how dangerous this trip really was. The shifters didn’t pose the real threat. Although they’d been avoiding us, they would fight for us if they had to. The true danger came from the exposure. Owen couldn’t cloak us, otherwise other drivers wouldn’t see us on the road.
“Why are we taking the bikes?” I asked as Tristan and I headed out to the garage.
“We’re going to a bike rally.”
I ignored his obvious point. “I mean, a car’s safer, isn’t it? We could do it how we did when we went to Daytona.”
“Owen can’t get a hold of Blossom, who probably can’t drop everything for us anyway. Sophia’s in no shape to go, Char has to stay with her, and they both have to stay with Dorian. Besides, if we’re going to put our lives in danger, we may as well have fun doing it.” He grinned and winked at me, and I forgot my concerns.
At least until we merged onto I-75 and the lights of magic spells and curses bombarded us.
Chapter 18
Although he couldn’t cloak us for our own driving safety, Owen had shielded us before we left, so the red and blue lights coming from the truck behind us bounced off the invisible bubbles protecting us. One collided with a car, sending it careening into another lane and causing an accident.
“This isn’t good,” I shouted out to Tristan over the screech of scraping metal and the roar of the bike.
“No shit,” he muttered.
“Alexis!” Owen called to my mind. “I have to cloak us, or they won’t stop.”
I still couldn’t open my mind between two other people, not even Tristan and Owen, so I had to relay between them. Owen pulled up next to us, lifted both hands from the handlebars, and thrust them out at us several times, then did the same to himself, and he disappeared. I could no longer see Owen or his motorcycle, or Tristan or ours, for that matter. Without any kind of structure enclosing us, he had to cloak the bikes and each of us individually. I clung to Tristan, though, and felt the rumble underneath me. Brakes squealed and the acrid smell of hot rubber burned my nose as drivers around us panicked at our disappearance.
The truck full of mages sped up behind us. Not able to see their targets anymore, they didn’t throw magic. Apparently, they decided to run us over instead.
“Hang on, ma lykita. This is about to get ugly!”
I clutched him tighter.
“Stay connected to Owen so he can see through your eyes and know what we’re doing.”
I’m no good at that, Tristan.
“It’s just him. You don’t have a choice!”
The sound of the truck’s engine closed in on us, and a car in front of us blocked our way. Tristan swerved around it, onto the shoulder, and back up onto the road in front of the car. I felt Owen’s mind signature and sensed him do the same, but