to believe, but they’re your ancestors. I’m certain of it.” He leaned forward, his hands braced on the table.
She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. “How many other references to glowing eyes did you find?”
“It’s a rare ability,” he said, but didn’t explain any further.
She waited for him to continue, but he simply looked at her. “How rare?”
“There are only two other families that have been mentioned having the ability. One line is presumed lost and the other is well established and well known. I’m pretty sure you’re not from the last one, and as I said, when I read about that family I got an image of you.” His raised eyebrow dared her to challenge him on that.
She’d love to try, but she had her own strange visions of the future and past. “So I’m related to a powerful family line whose eyes glow freakishly.”
The chatar smiled and shook his head. “The eyes glow because of the power within you. In your line, the only thing strange about that is that you’re female. There’s no record of a female possessing the ability, but that doesn’t mean it’s unheard of. That kind of thing wouldn’t have been discussed among outsiders and might even have been kept completely secret.”
“Is this going to be dangerous to other people? Will it be safe to be around others?” She had to know how much danger she’d be putting the other people in by being near them. Aside from the danger posed by Laed and Kynar, that is. No matter what, she wouldn’t stay if she posed a serious threat. She’d find some other way of stopping those two men.
“I tried to tell you earlier that it was probably benign. You’re not suddenly going to start shooting flashes of magic out of your eyes. It’s merely an outward sign that your magic is getting higher, maybe even a little out of control. Nothing else. Eventually, you’ll be able to control even that.” He stressed each word as if he knew how much doubt she had about staying here.
“Sparks shooting out of my eyes wouldn’t surprise me. Nothing has gone as I’d planned since I picked up that crystal.” She sighed and propped her chin on her hand.
“Are you going to stop fighting what you know is between the three of you now?” he asked.
Cami blinked and slowly looked up at him. That question had come out of nowhere, but considering his penchant for uncomfortable announcements and questions when it came to her, she should have expected something such as that.
“I have doubts about what would be best in this situation. Mainly because of the magic, but also because I’m not sure that staying with them would be a good decision.” She shook her head. “You know Colm. In spite of what he might know, it’s not going to be that easy for him.”
Colm might feel possessive now because of what he’d learned. She still wasn’t sure exactly what that was. He couldn’t smell that she was their mate, but he’d done more than smell. The way his eyes focused on her and that possessive look had the intensity she’d heard about in a mate recognition.
She’d never thought about the sense of taste and she’d been satisfied after kissing Linc that she was safe. Obviously, he’d tasted something, but she’d never thought of taste as a way that someone could recognize a mate. Why didn’t Linc taste something? Linc had kissed her.
What had happened with Colm? He hadn’t declared that he was her mate or bitten her. The possessiveness in his eyes left her in little doubt that he’d tasted something that gave him more than a clue. She really didn’t think talking was going to change his mind about what he’d discovered, but she’d give it a try.
“I know him,” the chatar agreed with a nod. “His doubts aren’t going to pose as big a problem as you think. He won’t let you leave them. Of course, that wasn’t going to happen anyway. He might always be on the overprotective side, but they planned to make sure you had a place in a secure Thent from the start.”
She rolled her eyes. They obviously hadn’t taken into account that she hadn’t planned on staying. She might not be a male with muscles, but she knew she could slip away if she needed to do it. Although she still didn’t know what Colm’s issues with mating were, she had to be realistic. They wouldn’t simply