Reaching Answers (Artemis University #8) - Erin R Flynn Page 0,114

just as crazy to do this sort of stunt. I would.

The dog barreled through a few doors and reached where the hobgoblins where being held, whimpering when he saw how they were being treated. He crept up to the fucking cage and tossed in a charm.

One of my portal charms.

“Once we realized you had figured out how to make them, even though we refused to teach you to keep you safe and you made the valid argument that the fae dogs wouldn’t ever let you get caught, I came up with an idea and asked for help,” Craftsman explained. “Eat your gyro. They suck cold, love.”

“Yeah, they do,” I whispered as I scooped it back up. My eyes itched and my heart soared as the nearest hobgoblin picked up the charm and figured out how to activate it.

“Save us,” she said, the portal flaring up to take them to the main HAVEN estate. She hurried to usher the others to safety before turning to the dog, reaching through the bars to pet him. “Thank you for your kindness. Get to safety, but remember this place for when the fairies return. It is full of evil and must be added to the list of where justice has to be found. We were not the only ones abused here. Do not forget.”

“I won’t,” I whispered, leaning into Craftsman and blinking back tears.

“All the fairies are watching this in the hotels,” he promised, sounding choked up as well. “Getting them out is more important than the pound of flesh that they deserve, but you will get it for all of them. None of us doubt that, love.”

The fae dog easily escaped the estate without so much as a scratch, but my jaw fell open when it stopped right by “me” standing there.

And clearly, I wasn’t there and had no knowledge of it.

The fake me looked right into the camera and smiled evilly. “I stand with Tamsin Vale and will no longer stomach hobgoblin abuse.” She took off the glamour charm she was wearing to reveal she was actually Tanesha Jameston, Mrs. Vogel’s sister, and dragon noble. “She may be the face you all focus on in this fight, but there are many of us who stand with her. Never forget that.”

“This is unreal,” the broadcaster whispered as the feed changed.

I gasped as I saw what the guy meant, the screen splitting again to show several more taking off glamour charms to show it wasn’t me, but other important people. “Your dad?”

“And Mother,” Hudson chuckled. “They both insisted when they heard the plan.

I saw Mrs. Vogel on another feed seconds after Mr. Vogel, unable to make my mouth work. Juan’s parents were there. Mr. and Mrs. Diaz. Mr. and Mrs. Courtenay. All of the dragon royals and the heads of their dragon ninja clans.

“My gods,” I rasped when I saw Mr. and Mrs. Brooks, along with a few of the wolf shifter councilmembers.

“They insisted as well, once Mrs. Brooks heard from Mother what was going on,” Hudson explained.

“Mother and Father wanted to as well,” Lucca confessed. “But the bear council doesn’t have the power to stand up to the warlock elders and the vampire council, and that’s where they’re getting hobgoblins from. They’ve pissed off people on the wolf council, so there’s no chance for an alliance just yet. They did give blanket permission to rescue any fair folk without punishment, as they’d ordered they be released.”

“I heard,” I said as I tried to mop up my face when the tears started. “This is amazing.”

“This is the movement you started,” Darby praised. “This is what you’ve done for our world. For the world you were always meant to be part of. For your people. You did this, agra.”

“No, you guys did.” I gave Craftsman a heated kiss—not caring we both tasted of gyros—before doing the same for each of them. Then we ate and ate as we continued to watch the coverage of hobgoblins being rescued.

And no, the fairies weren’t all at the hotels watching passively. There were at least four times I caught a fae dog being injured and miraculously healed like nothing had happened with nothing more than the video getting a bit shaky, like we hadn’t seen what we’d thought.

But I knew enough to know when I was seeing fairy barriers and healing magic pulling fast ones.

I did it often enough, after all.

Plus, there were certain places where fires were started and reported as happening because they’d injured the dogs or