Page 57 of Centaur Soar

“He was angry,” the Bellati said.

Cara thanked him for letting her know, and bent over Maddy. Bess came and guided my cousins over to the others.

Which was when Havoc went completely rigid, turning toward the gate.

“What is it?” I asked, my pulse suddenly accelerating. Riley was out there, somewhere, with Lucas and Rafael.

“She’s gone,” the red Dragon said.

My mind spun. “Where did she go?” My voice had deepened to a hoarse growl.

The red Dragon glowered back at me. “I don’t fucking know. She was there. And now, not. I think she passed out.”

Black scales erupted over my arms, but I no longer feared them.

Easy, Marcus. If that thing regains control here, it could get ugly. Riley’s alive, and with Rafael and Lucas.

Something is wrong if she’s blacked out.

She’s done it before when she’s pushed her talent,Iskar stated calmly. She just needs to rest.

But Isobel is after her—

If you don’t stop and breathe, I’m just going to let things rip in here.

As threats went, it was effective. When I inhaled, Iskar started his chants.

Not my favorite music, but it seemed to work on the beast.

“Is Rafael okay?” It was his twin, Anna. Her bicolored eyes, so much like her brother’s, were filled with worry.

Havoc transferred his blazing stare to her. “I think so. He seemed okay.”

“At least she got him out of there,” I said.

She nodded. “Will she be able to Jump him back here?”

“Not sure,” I said. “Depends on how weak she is.” I straightened and glared at Havoc. “Do you really think she’s passed out?”

The Dragon peeled lips back from teeth grown sharp. “Wouldn’t have fucking said it if I didn’t,” he growled.

“If you two will stop spitting at each other, we can come up with a plan.” Cara approached and placed a hand on my arm. The flood of calm energy helped to steady my breathing.

“If she’s that weak, she won’t be able to Jump them back here,” I said through gritted teeth.

“No. She’ll have to recharge, first,” Cara said. “They will have to avoid Isobel on their own, unless we can find out where they are.”

“We have to go after her,” I said.

“For sure,” Anna agreed. The big Dragon, Talakai, loomed up behind her.

The Watcher patted my arm. “If she is really too weak, then yes. So long as Havoc can determine where she is, and I can find us a gate.”

I frowned at her. “Can’t you gate us right to them if Havoc can get a location?”

She grimaced. “Creating gates isn’t all magic and fairy dust, my young friend. A Watcher has to have been somewhere before she can create a gate to it.”

That surprised me. “But Isobel creates them all the time.”

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