Jasmine whispered, placing her hand against her chest. “And that...” Her eyes shot to Zayne. “Are you her Protector?”
“Yes. We are bonded for forever and ever,” I murmured.
“My God, I never thought... I mean, I thought there were no more Trueborns.”
“Yeah, so did we,” Zayne muttered. Confusion marked Jasmine’s features, but Zayne went on, “This is something we were trying to keep quiet.”
I met the look he sent me with raised brows.
“I won’t say anything. I mean, I’m totally going to talk to Dez, because you said he knows, but otherwise I won’t.” She let out a little laugh. “I have so many questions.”
“I’m sure you do, but now that you know what she is, can you tell us what you think we should do from here?” Zayne said, getting us back on track, as always.
“Well, I’m not sure with her being angelic blood, but I don’t think you have to worry about her blowing a blood vessel in her brain,” she said, and I wrinkled my nose. “But with her being unconscious, that human side probably got a nasty concussion. She should probably take it easy for a couple of days.”
Couple of days?
I didn’t know how Zayne got Jasmine out of the room or how long it took, because I spent the time gearing up for the major battle I knew was coming.
As soon as we were alone and he turned to me, I said, “I’m not taking it easy for a couple of days. We finally found out what the Harbinger is, and those tunnels have to be important. There is no way I’m spending days in bed when I’ll be fine in a few hours.”
“You have no idea if you’ll be fine in a few hours.” He sat down on the bed. “Have you ever been knocked out for an hour?”
“Well, no, but I know I don’t need to be bedridden.”
“How about forty-eight hours—”
“Twelve.”
“Twenty-four.”
“No,” I argued.
Zayne looked like he wanted to strangle me but was resisting. Thank God, because that would probably result in more taking it easy time. “Tomorrow. You take it easy all day and night. That’s it. And you could use the time, because you’ve got to pack up your clothes, which are scattered all around the bedroom. We’re moving in to the new apartment on Thursday.”
Wow. I hadn’t been keeping track of time. “How about we go to the tunnels tomorrow, during the day, to look around, and if we come across any potentially dangerous situations, I will sit it out or run as fast as I can in another direction.”
He exhaled noisily through his nose.
“And I will stay in during the night, packing my clothes, which are not thrown all over the room.”
“That’s a lie.” He scrunched his hand through his hair. “I can’t believe you even said that with a straight face, but okay. That’s the deal, but I’m going to call Roth. I want backup in case the Harbinger shows up again.”
I nodded, thinking that if the Harbinger showed up, we didn’t need backup. We needed me and my grace. “You know, what happened today was a blessing.”
“I have no idea how you can even say that.”
“Because this whole time I thought my vision was my weakness. That it would be what takes me out for the count. And yeah, I don’t like to think of my eyeballs as a weakness and I hate how I feel like I can’t even think of them as such, but I was wrong. That’s not what I should’ve been focused on.”
Zayne’s head tilted to the side. “What are you saying?”
“My training. My belief that I shouldn’t use my grace until I have to. That’s my weakness. All that training is hard to break. When I fell into that tunnel, I should’ve used my grace immediately, but I didn’t, and he got the upper hand. Not only that, he called me out on not using my grace.” I stared at my hands. “I will never let that happen again.”
30
Since there was a small chance I might have a tiny concussion, Zayne insisted on treating me like I was a human who was on their deathbed.
Upon arriving at the apartment, I showered while Zayne waited outside the bathroom with the door cracked. I didn’t know if he expected me to faint and bash my head open again on the stall, but with every passing minute, I felt stronger and the throbbing along the back of my head lessened. Shampooing the blood out of my hair,