Page 46 of Lunar Diamonds
Ouch.
“Exactly,” Erin said. “You are built to withstand a lot. The Brambles are skilled in combat, so will provide you with a training program to add to your skills, as well as flex your powers.”
“Like our dad did before us,” April added.
“Thank you,” Isaac and I said at the same time.
“And you can continue to use your bangles should you need them,” Erin added. “You can also take cloaking potion to hide your magic outside the mansion.”
“The stuff that rots your teeth?” I asked with a shudder.
“A safer blend,” she said.
I ran my tongue across my teeth, horrified by the idea of my pearly whites tumbling from my mouth.
Isaac stretched his arms above his head. “This is incredible. I could run a bazillion marathons.”
Erin seemed a lot happier than a few moments ago but kept her tone serious. “Utilize drawing upon the sun or the moon to feed your magic. You can use your powers at any time of day, but connecting to your respective element, for want of a better term, will provide you with magical sustenance.”
“Noted,” I said.
“What about The Star?” I asked.
“Now, let’s take a break before we discuss him.”
Alice returned with a handcuffed Drake, a plaster on his forehead from being hit.
There went my pulse again, skipping away, my veins throbbing.
He seemed rather calm, still handsome as hell. Indifferent, not as freaked out as I’d be if I were cuffed like that.
Damn arsehole thinking he could get me hot under the collar before kidnapping me.
Kind of kidnapping…
Whatever. He was bad news.
“Wait there,” Alice barked at him.
He obeyed, his gaze fixed to me. I squirmed, avoiding all eye contact. He wasn’t important right now.
“Ooo. Progress,” Alice said, admiring the totems.
I looked to Drake, his dark eyes now on the diamonds.
Damn, he looked so mysterious with a side of sexy.
“I can help you find the others,” he said.
“Zip it!” Alice yelled at him. “Or I’ll bung you back in the boot.”
Drake kept his mouth shut, his attention staying on the diamonds.
Could he really help us, or did he have a more insidious plan?
An alarm wailed with high-pitched ferocity, forcing my hands to my ears.
What the hell?
