Page 35 of A Touch Of Death

"Ready," Nix confirms. I shuffle closer and wrap my arms around his waist. He looks a little uncomfortable since I'm Spencer's double right now, and I have to roll my eyes at him. I don't dwell on it, instead focusing on the task at hand. I've never been able to use this ability with another person, though I've never really tried. I can only hope my abilities don't let me down today.

My face pinches in concentration, and I feel the first telltale signs of my ability. A prickling sensation crawls over me, the feeling I always get before phasing. With all of the concentration it takes, I focus on the feeling and spread it over Nix. He inhales sharply but wisely chooses not to mention anything.

With the energy I've been absorbing from the sun, and am still taking in, it quickly becomes easier to wrap Nix into my phase with me. Phasing isn’t a simple thing to do, and it takes great concentration, but right now I’m beyond thankful for spending my life learning and can zap myself from one place to another without much thought. Within seconds, I'm phasing us from our spot behind a car, halfway across the parking lot, to Nix's truck. It's like a vacuum sucks us out from where we'd been hiding, only to spit us out onto the gravel next to the truck.

Nix and I sit still for a moment, listening to any movement our phase might have caused, but there's nothing. Keeping my voice low, I say, "I'll get Zayn and Ezra. Get in the truck, but don't start it yet. Wait until I have Spencer to start the car, and then drive as fast as you can."

"Fuck, okay. Be careful, Novia." He crawls towards the truck door, keeping his body low. When he's close enough, I phase out and land directly next to Ezra.

"Spencer, what the fuck?" Ezra asks, wide-eyed.

I drop my glamour briefly before pulling it back in place. His eyes widen further, but I cut off whatever he's about to say when he opens his mouth. "Nope, just thefae. Save the questions and hold on."

It's all the warning I give him before I wrap my arms around him and repeat the phasing. We get to the car, and I hear Ezra inhale. I catch him watching me intently, but I pretend not to notice. I see Nix sitting in the car, crouched low so it's difficult to see him. With a nod, I turn to Ezra. "Get in the truck. Nix is already inside. I'm going to get Zayn and Spencer. Then we're getting out of here, and you can ask what you want. Alright?"

He gives me a long look but nods. Just before I phase out, he grips my wrist gently in his hand and says, "Please, for fucks sake, be careful."

I nod and am gone in a blink. I land directly in front of Zayn, who doesn't react at all other than a strained smile. "Ready when you are, little fae."

I wrap my arms around his waist, and he wraps his arms around my shoulders, almost like a loving embrace. I phase us out, landing us in the back of the truck. We immediately duck down just in case.

Spencer is two lines of cars behind where you and Nix were hidden.

The whisper echoes in my head, and my eyes snap to Zayn. I give him a grateful look and nod. Knowing my ability only works when I know where I need to go, I picture Spencer instead. The moment I begin to picture him, a warm sensation builds in my chest. It's the same feeling I had in my room.

I inhale sharply, and my eyes pop open. When did I close them? Doesn't matter, because I'm suddenly running on instinct. I phase out quicker than I have before and land next to a wounded Spencer. He's clutching his arm tightly, and I can see blood dripping from an open wound just above his elbow.

Spencer flinches back when he sees me land next to him, eyes large with shock. "Novia?"

"Yeah. Are you okay?" I whisper back, crouching down low besides him.

"Think so. Just a minor flesh wound. One of those bastards happens to be trigger happy, it seems." It's a fucking bullet wound. So they didn't come with tranq darts as I thought. Shit!

I take a deep breath, breathing out slowly, and then focus again. "Okay. Spence, I'm going to glamour you. You're going to look like me, while I keep up your look. I'm going to get you to the car, and then we're getting out of here."

"How are you going to do that?" he asks, shaking his head before I even finish my sentence.

I clench my jaw but look him square in the eye when I say, "Even faehave secrets, Spence. I just need you to trust me. Can you do that?"

Chapter 17

Novia

Spencerhesitates before slowly nodding. Air leaves me in a rush, making me realise just how much I needed him to trust me. "I promise I'll tell you everything when we're safe and away from here, okay? I swear."

He nods quicker this time, and the relief that floods me almost makes me forget what I'm supposed to be doing.

"Alright, let's go." I place my hand gently on his arm, glamouring him to look like me, before wrapping my arm around his shoulder and phasing us to the truck. I drop to the ground when I phase in, but I see Spencer's hat-covered head leaning against the window, so I know he's safely tucked inside the truck.

Question is, how the fuck do I get in there without making myself seen? My ability to phase is already waning after so many trips with double the amount of people I've ever phased before, and the energy from the sun isn't replenishing the lost energy as quickly as I'd like. The glamour on Spencer disappeared the moment I phased us, so I'm beyond thankful I got him in the truck before it vanished.

I tuck myself against the back wheel of the truck, my eyes scanning the area quickly. My body is shaking, and I feel more of my energy seeping out of me. When I look down, I see my glamour flickering, my pale legs flashing through the dark denim jeans I used in my glamour to mimic Spencer. I drop the glamour entirely, deciding to save what little power I have left.

Just as I begin to think of a way to get into the truck without being spotted, a voice sounds out in the parking lot. It's as though the voice bounces off the trees that surround the lot, off the cars, and echoes through the lines of cars. "Well, well, well. Fancy seeing you here, pet."

I look around more frantically, but I don't see him. Knocking on glass has me turning my head to see Ezra pointing towards the back of the truck. My lip reading is beyond excellent thanks to spending years having to read my father and sister’s lips, so I easily make out his words when he mouths,Get in the back of the truck. Now.

I nod my head quickly and crawl towards the bed of the truck.

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