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With my belly doing somersaults, I followed, my brother right behind me.
Chapter 11
RILEY
We were dropped off in another brightly lit white room. This one contained a chrome, oval table with four chairs around it. No window. No signs of an escape route other than the door we’d been ushered through.
Gingerly, I shuffled toward the table. “Shall we sit?”
“Don’t you dare!” Isaac snapped. “That’s what they want us to do.”
Overreaction much?
He gestured for me to stand with him on the right wall. He folded his arms tightly, his furious gaze trained on the door.
“We’ve got to exude authority of our own,” he said. “They don’t get to make us feel small.”
As much I respected that, I worried he might piss off the wrong person with his salty attitude. Namely Stefan Rushden.
I clasped my hands together behind my back, my bottom lip getting a good old nervous chew.
Oh, God. The temperature in here was too much, a ripple of fear racing up my spine.
Erin arrived with two witchcops a few minutes after us, alleviating some of the unease.
I dropped my hands as relief surged through me. By Hecate, it was fabulous to see her warm, dark-brown face again. She looked tired, though, her eyes a little bloodshot.
She smiled at me, touching the bun she’d tied her gray waves into. “Hello, you. I’m glad to see you’re well.”
“Kind of,” I answered, giving her a smile. “How are you?”
The wicthcops left the room.
Erin pulled her lilac cardigan around her. “Desperate for a cup of tea. Let’s sit.”
Isaac huffed but pulled out a chair. He crossed his legs haughtily, saying nothing.
I sat next to him, Erin taking the seat beside me.
She parked her backside with a heavy sigh. “What a day.”
Because of Drake…“Yeah,” I agreed, keeping a lid on the inner thoughts. “How did they find us?”
Erin folded her hands in her lap. “A failure in the cloaking potion. I think it occurred when you were pulled out of the mansion. Not straight away, but around the time you found shelter in the goblin’s shop. Or so I’m told. The blue figure’s attack didn’t help.”
I swallowed, rubbing at my chest.
Dad…
My dad…
“But I don’t think that’s the case,” Erin added. She breathed in and out through her nose, taking a ten second pause. “I think the power of your blood is too strong for a cloaking potion. At least the one we have.”
“Typical,” Isaac interjected.
“The Auroras before you were never required to take it because they were part of society. Free to use their gifts for the greater good, not forced to hide. But these are different times.”
Damn right they were. “So, now what?”
