Page 113 of Wolf Cursed
Everyone looked at me. Kai hadn’t said a word about it since we’d all sat down, but I couldn’t think of a better idea than the one he’d already proposed.
“Which is?” Isaac prompted.
“The hexerei,” I said. “Your grandma went to the source, which is exactly what we should do.”
“You want to talk to a hexerei,” Idrissa said, her tone making it perfectly clear she thought I was insane.
“It’s the only way to know for sure,” I said.
“And you want to what?” Isaac asked. “Just drive over to their land and knock on some doors? Have tea? Baby girl, I don’t think that will go well for us.”
“Actually,” I said, “I was thinking we talk to the one staying right here in the Falls.”
“Whoa, you want to make a social call to Silas’ prisoner?” Idrissa said.
“He’s already here. I mean, why not?”
Kai’s emotions shifted suddenly, and he looked at me sharply. “That’s why you were protecting him. Before. You’d already thought of this.”
“No, I was protecting him because he doesn’t deserve what the pack was doing to him,” I said firmly. “But I have wondered if he knows anything about the curse.”
“Why do you look guilty?” Isaac demanded, and I blinked, surprised he was able to read my thoughts.
“Kai suggested the idea last night, but to be honest, I had already thought of it before. I would have gone to see him already, but I don’t know where he’s being kept.”
“It’s a damn good thing too,” Idrissa said. “You would have been caught and hauled in your damn self.” She leaned forward. “You do know he has a twenty-four-hour guard, right? And the cabin they have him locked up inside is on Silas’ family property.”
“I could have figured it out,” I said defensively. She looked ready to argue, so I added, “My point is, we could go together now.”
I waited to see if she’d argue or tell me I was insane for even bringing it up, but Idrissa’s eyes gleamed with the idea.
Isaac whistled. “Damn, that might just be crazier than paying the hexerei tribe a visit. If Silas finds out—”
“He won’t,” I said.
“If Silas finds out, I’ll deal with him,” Kai declared.
Idrissa nodded approvingly. “Fair enough, but Ash is right. We need to make sure Silas doesn’t find out.”
“I can handle him,” Kai said.
“I’m not doubting it,” she replied dryly. “But we can’t afford for any of them to figure out what we’re after.” She nodded at me. “Or about Ash’s mark. It’s best if we go about this covertly.”
Kai nodded and glanced out the window. The clouds were sagging low, and the wind had picked up. Rain was inevitable. Not just rain. An epic storm.
“We go tonight,” he said.
“Whoa, crazy boyfriend say what?” Isaac said.
Idrissa nodded. “Use the weather as cover. The rain will mask our scent.”
“It’s a start,” Isaac admitted reluctantly. “But we need more than a thunderstorm to throw Silas off our trail.”
“Isaac’s right,” I said. “Anytime I’ve deviated from where I’m supposed to be, they always find me.”
Idrissa frowned. “I can distract Silas. The others, not so much.”
“How?” I asked.
