Page 36 of Must Love Dragons
In the warehouse at the port.
His dragon roared in his head.
“I know where that is,” he said.“The Mariner’s Bluff port.It’s the same type of interior as the warehouse the warlock’s booby-trapped.There was a row of warehouses, but we didn’t check any others because she was injured, and I needed to get her back here.”
“They were probably watching,” Venice said.“And hopefully that means your uncle is there too.”
Zay wanted to rescue his uncle, but his priority was his mate.
“How should we do this?”Delaney asked as she lifted the mirror and carried it to the porch.
He looked at Ronan, who he considered to be a formidable fighter.
“How far is the port?”Ronan asked.
“About ten miles north,” Zay said.
“Then we should drive, we’ll take two vehicles.Lyra isn’t a fighter, so she can man one of the vehicles in case we need a quick getaway.If we shift and fly there, we won’t be stealthy.It’s safe to assume that they’re expecting us.They took your mate because they couldn’t get to you, and she’s the perfect bait.It would be better for us to go in covertly, but be ready to fight,” Ronan said.
Sierra nodded.“We can also shift and fly out if we have to.”
“Good point,” Zay said.“We need weapons to fight hand to hand, though.”
“I’ve got my magic,” Delaney said.“I’ve got defensive and offensive spells.”
“And I’ve got weapons in the back of the truck,” Venice said.“I’ll text Brody our location and he’ll get there as soon as he’s able.”
Zay nodded, grateful to have so much help.“Let’s go,” Zay said.“And thank you all for helping me get my mate back.”
“It’s what we do for family,” Lyra said.
Delaney nodded.“One hundred percent.”
Note to self: No magic, no phone, no snacks.10/10 would not recommend.
Kinsley had the absolute worst headache she’d ever had in her life.She opened her eyes and found herself in a strange place.She tried to remember where she was or what had happened, but her head was pounding, and she couldn’t think straight.
She was leaning against a wide metal pillar and the cuffs around her wrists were attached to a chain looped around the pillar.Her wrists were burning from the cuffs and when she tried to access her magic to cast a simple unlocking spell, she couldn’t.
Slowly, pieces of what had happened to land her in this place came back to her.
The house, the warlocks, the barrier she’d cast to keep Zay safe in the house.
She picked up the scent of saltwater and realized that she was in a warehouse that was just like the one that had been booby-trapped by the warlocks.So that meant they’d brought her back to the port.
There weren’t any lights on in the warehouse, but the sun hadn’t fully set yet, which meant the setting sun was letting in enough light so she could see.There were piles of trash, what looked like a broken-down maintenance truck, and wooden boxes stacked against the walls.
She heard a moan nearby and she twisted around until she saw a figure chained to a nearby pillar.
It had to be Rorik.Who else would the warlocks have chained up like that?
Relieved he was alive, she turned her attention back to her surroundings.There wasn’t anything close enough for her to grab to try to break the chain.Without her magic, she was a sitting duck.
Had Zay reached out to Delaney?The only way he’d get free of the house was with another witch breaking the spell.Once he was free, Delaney could track her.She didn’t know how long she’d been out, but hopefully, they were on their way by now.
Focusing on her magic, she tried to force it past the dampening spell the cuffs provided, but it was useless.
She was as magical as a human right now.
