Lord of Destiny (The Dragon Demigods #6) - Charlene Hartnady Page 0,34
“Sexy name.” He whistles low.
“Don’t!” I point my finger at him. I’m oddly reminded of West doing the same thing to me. The image in my mind works to steady me because I lower my hand. “We don’t want to complicate things. Messing with Raven would complicate things in a big way.”
“Things are fun when they’re a little complicated.” Trident is smirking.
“Stop your shit!” Jarrod says to Tri. “The dragon shifter is off-limits.”
“Can we talk seriously for a minute?” Forge growls. “Because this is fucking serious.”
Trident sobers. “Of course.”
I don’t say anything, because I have been nothing but serious.
“When can I meet Barrett?” Forge asks. “My half-fucking-brother.” He shakes his head, looking bewildered all over again.
“It will have to be soon,” I say. “I know they don’t want to stick around for too long.”
“Tomorrow morning,” Forge says. “I can be at your place at eight.”
I nod. “Let’s do it. One thing, though – that car Jarrod took to you is theirs. We told them it was in for minor repairs.”
“A new transmission isn’t minor,” Forge grumbles.
“We know,” Jarrod says. “They don’t have the funds for a major repair. Also, we suspected Barrett was related to you. We wanted to buy us some time to figure it out. Don’t tell them about the transmission. We told them it’s a minor part that needed replacing. That it’s inexpensive to fix, but that you had to order the part because it’s an older model car. We needed them to stay a couple of days. We also figured they wouldn’t accept a handout if we offered. They need the help.”
Forge nods. “Understood. So, tomorrow morning then?”
“Let’s do it,” I say.
“I want to meet them as well,” Tri says.
“I swear to god,” I growl at him.
“It has nothing to do with Raven, although I’d like to see the woman who has your scales up.” He laughs.
I narrow my eyes on him. “I’ll organize breakfast,” I say. “Everyone who can make it should be there.” I look around the room.
“It’s settled, then.” Forge nods. He pushes out a heavy breath.
“I’ll be there,” Night says.
“Count me…in.” Samuel yawns without bothering to cover his gaping mouth. “I won’t stay long.” He shakes his head. Then he looks at his watch. “I’m heading home in the next five minutes. I need my beauty sleep. Duty calls at nightfall.” Poor Sam! I don’t envy him, or Death. Both of them duty-bound.
“I’ll try my best.” Death stands. “Duty calls right now.” He arrived late as well. Right now, he has a pained expression on his face. We watch as he disappears, leaving a waft of ozone in his wake.
Everyone else agrees to be there. “There’s one last thing,” I say. I need to tell them. I should’ve done so already. “Like me, Raven has the ability to see into the future. She saw something when I touched her arm at the MMA fight between West and Rage.” I have to come clean. The guys need to know.
“Why didn’t you say something?” Jarrod’s whole stance has turned rigid. “I could see that something more went down. I knew it!”
“There wasn’t much to tell…” I shrug, playing it down. “Raven told me to stay away from the ocean. If I stay away, then I will be okay. I didn’t think it was a big deal.” It freaked me the fuck out, but they don’t need to know that.
“The ocean?” Trident snorts. “How long? The rest of your life?”
I shake my head. “No, a couple of months should do it.” Her touch was brief. You only see as far as your contact lasts. “I’ll probably plan holidays in the city and the mountains for next year to be safe.” What most people don’t know is that the future is not set in stone.
“I take it you believed her?” Jarrod asks. Then he rolls his eyes. “Of course, you believed her.”
“I believed her because you can’t fake a vision.” I push out a breath. “At least not easily and you should know that.” My twin can be an ass sometimes. “It had nothing to do with…how she looks.”
There are a couple of sniggers around the room. Tri is definitely one of the offenders.
“Now, now, children!” Forge growls. His face is turning red. “Enough bull-fucking-shit!”
I nod at him in thanks, and go on, “I knew what was happening to her. I could see it. I’ve experienced it enough times myself. It’s not something you can fake,” I repeat, turning my eyes on Jarrod.