“He was here,” she insisted. “Just like always.”
“Was it a dream, Sarah?” I questioned in a soothing tone. She looked at me and shook her head.
“No, he wakes me up from my dreams,” she said.
“Then why did you think it was a ghost, Mom? You screamed,” Drake pointed out.
It was like pulling teeth to get answers out of her. She just shook her head and repeated herself.
“Usually he’s not so transparent,” she said around a yawn when she’d finished rambling. She gave little bits of real coherent thoughts between the jumble of nonsense. “I’m sorry, it was silly of me, I didn’t mean to wake you all up.”
“You didn’t wake us up, we were watchingThe Rocky Horror Picture Show,” I reassured her. Sarah’s eyes lit up and she sang “Time Warp.”
“Can I watch, too?”
“Of course,” I said. “We just might need to make more popcorn. Some gargoyle knocked mine over.” I gave Kol a playful glare and she laughed like it was the funniest thing she’d ever heard.
I appreciated her easy laughter and quick smiles, it was refreshing. If it calmed her down, I was happy to let her crash our movie night.
I turned away and ushered the guys out so we could get snacks going again.
Maybe we could wear her out so she’d actually sleep.
“Mom,” Drake’s alarmed tone had me turning back. Sarah’s eyes had turned white and she moved toward me, hands seeking me out until she latched onto my wrists. Her fingers were so icythey stung my flesh. Her hold was stronger than should have been possible in her weak state.
“Harlow. The time is coming. Your destiny is here. It’s time to make a difficult choice. It’s the only way. Your true protector will be taken, leaving you vulnerable. You can’t let the deceit take you by surprise. You can’t hide from destiny.”
Her speech was choppy and stunted, an echoing quality to her voice had a shiver running down my spine. My body trembled as I tried not to let that fear take hold.
“Sarah?” I asked. Her words were settling like bricks on my chest, making it hard to breathe. My arms ached where she gripped me, the hold too tight to get her off of me.
Monty was at my back and Drake was trying to shake her out of it.
Even as they fought to break the trance, I couldn’t look away from her depthless, white eyes.
“Drake, what’s going on?” I hissed.
“I have no idea.” He sounded as shocked as I was.
Monty was the calm one this time. He put a hand on my back to calm me.
“She’s a seer. Intertwined with fate. If she saw a demon who wasn’t quite solid, I would say she’s got a connection with someone in Helheim who can’t come here.”
“Is that even a power the demons have?” I questioned. “I’ve seen Hel come to me in the same way but she’s the only one.”
“It would have to be one of the higher demons. Very few of them, if any, have that power. Hel keeps us separated. Everything she does is calculated, so it’s likely I don’t know him. Helheim is a big place.” He paused for a moment, glancing between mother and son. “Actually. That could explain why Drake’s demon is so much stronger than most half breeds should be.”
“Can we focus on what the fuck is going on with my mom?” Drake growled.
She was repeating her message like a broken record, and I didn’t know what to do to snap her out of it.
“Mom!” Drake screamed loudly enough it echoed in the small room, but she didn’t react or startle.
Then she shifted, moving even closer. “Your protector will hear your pleas but cannot answer your call. You have to save him if you want to take the power. The answers are there among the ice.”
Sarah finished speaking before she collapsed, her eyes closed before she fell. Drake caught her and carried her to bed.
She was sleeping soundly again by the time he lifted her cover over her small frame.