Page 151 of The Immortal's One
Lome’s eyes tighten. “I need to find her.”
“Go,” Thane says. “We’ve got this covered.”
Lome doesn’t waste a moment. He hurries to the exit, but not before pausing to look back at me. “I’m glad you’re okay, Darcie.”
I force a weak smile. “Me, too.”
We all watch him run through the scorched doorway. I send up a silent prayer that he finds Eshe safe and sound.
“What did Adir mean?” Thane rotates his shoulders, facing me.
I blink. “What?”
His eyes narrow. “What did he mean when he told you to remember what he said? What did he say?”
I want to tell him the truth—that I know how he, Lome, and Des gain power from human deaths.
I want to tell him I resent being dragged into their world while simultaneously being left in the dark about so many things, I can’t even imagine them all.
I want to shout at the top of my lungs that he should’vebelieved Des when he said I wasn’t hisOneand left me alone in Maine.
But then I remember that kiss…
My heart flutters, and my eyes slide to Des, only to dart away when I see he’s watching me.
My head spins.
As much as I want to deny our kiss meant something, I can’t. Not when my skin prickles with electricity anytime he touches me. Not to mention the green eyes from my dream…
No. There’s no denying it. There’s something between us.
Is it a soulmate bond? I’m not ready to admit tothat.
But it issomething.Something I can’t ignore.
“Darcie?” Thane crosses his arms. “Did you hear me? What did Adir mean?”
“Nothing.” I keep my voice steady as I lie. “At least, nothing that made sense. He rambled most of the time. None of it made much sense.”
“Good.” Satisfied with my answer, Thane turns his attention to Bella. “You should take Darcie back home while Des and I finish here. She needs rest.”
“No.”
All eyes land on Des, but he’s looking at me.
Our gazes lock. My heart skips a beat. Anticipation ripples through me, making the hair on my arms stand on end.
Seconds pass.
Confused, Thane asks, “Do you want to be the one to take her back to Greece? Because mending this structure without you would be a real pain in the?—”
“No,” Des interrupts as his now-hazel eyes harden. “She’s not going back to Greece. It’s time for Darcie to go home.”
I suck in a breath.What?!
“What?” Bella gasps, shaking her head vehemently. “No. You must be joking.”
“I’m not.”
