Page 63 of Jay's Silence

Wiggles’ eyes unfocused.

“Out loud!” Og and Rehan said at the same time.

I blinked in confusion.

“It’s stupid,” Wiggles responded.

“Say it anyway.” Og grinned. “I say stupid stuff all the time. I won’t feel so alone.”

Wiggles rolled her eyes before gesturing to me. “You have Tyson for that.”

“Hey!” I threw up my hands. “I don’t even know what’s going on.”

Wiggles snapped her fingers. “Good point.” The chair I sat in was on rollers, and she too easily slid me to the side, moving a few greasy bags off a laptop I hadn’t noticed. Hopping up onto the desk, she crossed her legs and balanced the computer on her thighs. It reminded me of our time in Og’s cave. No matter what weird glow she had, I wasn’t ignoring her this time.

“No demons have attacked the island since we left, nor has anyone seen any sign of my ex,” Wiggles said. “I checked in with Oliviarose, and she and Ryker have their people all over Scalehive. Although the destroyed computer, which probably had my files on it, is not recoverable, they found footage of my ex murdering the five dragons and building the portal a few days before The Hunt.” She flipped around the computer and played a bit of a video. Her ex scored runes into the wood floor, muttering to himself.

Wiggles wrinkled her nose. “They confirmed my headshot was taken while lying on the floor, post portal. I think it’s safe to assume that’s how I got onto the island.”

Anger boiled my blood, imagining my mate lying helpless. I hit my palm with my fist while Rehan stepped toward Wiggles to comfort her. No. I should have thought to step forward. The Plankton had my mate in his arms way too often. This was not his moment. I rushed to Wiggles' opposite side and glared at Rehan, warning him to back off. The water dragon ignored me.

Wiggles looked between us before sighing and handing Lux the laptop. At the exact moment, Rehan and I rushed forward, crushing her between us. She didn’t lean towards me, so I reached behind her and pressed a fire-covered finger into Rehan’s pants to get him to shove off. Although a curl of smoke wafted, the water dragon quickly put it out. A trickle of water ran down my back, somehow skipping my waistband to trickle across my ass and soak into my pants.

I growled, making a tiny fireball on each finger. Once again, I reached behind Jay and encouraged my little flame babies to go to their new water papa.

“His shadow isn’t human,” Lux stated.

Wiggles maneuvered until she had a flat palm on each of us and shoved. I let her move me only after I saw my water rival doing the same.

“Rehan put your pants out,” she instructed as flames burst out of his ass.

I puffed out my chest, unsure if it was possible to be more pleased with myself.

“And Tyson, it looks like you’ve peed yourself.” Jay pointed at my dick.

I looked down, seeing water dripping around my crotch.

Wiggles giggled. “Consider rectifying that.”

I snarled. The water dragon and I made eye contact as smoke rose from his pants and steam from mine.

“The shadow isn’t human.” Wiggles took the computer back and rewound the video to watch it again.

I, begrudgingly, tore my attention away from Rehan to focus on the screen. Sharp lines made up the mystery man’s shadow, and a bull-shaped head stuck out of the top. Suddenly, the man stopped. His head snapped around to look directly at the security camera. His eyes glowed fluorescent-green, then flooded with crimson, before he calmly stood and cut the video feed. Despite his advanced age, he moved with surprising confidence and speed.

“Could he be the same man as in the security footage we saw in Ireland?” Og asked.

Wiggles wrinkled her nose. “I should have asked for a copy of the security feed, but I don’t feel like they moved the same. The man in the security feed didn’t use magic. He relied on me to do it for him. We’ll have to look for that when we pull the footage from the British Museum.”

“We’re doing what now?” Rehan asked.

Wiggles grinned. “We’re in England to watch past me steal another piece of Gorm’s Casket, remember. It turns out I stole it from the British Museum.”

“Wait.” Og held up his hands. “Your ex is still on our island, we think, right? Shouldn’t we be going back there?”

“To do what?” Wiggles asked. “Because I’m cursed. I have no magic. Even if I found my ex, he exploded five dragons in seconds. Red eyes are a sign of possession, and we’ve recently seen some fluorescent-green magic animating the demons. What if I’m completely wrong, and my ex and the demonist are the same person?” She tapped the laptop screen. “We still don’t know what I did with Gorm’s casket. A god could be involved in all of this. We just don’t know.”

“Your ex claims he brought the five of us together,” Lux added. “For a reason. We’re missing fundamental information he could provide us if we go back.”

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