Page 61 of Midnight Reign
ADELAIDE
I stare at him,my blood like ice. “Well, that sounds frightening.”
“It is.”
Zephyr places his arm around my waist as we make our way back towards the others. The forest seems darker, the shadows deeper and more menacing.
“What’s your dad like?” I ask, trying to keep my voice steady.
Zephyr’s jaw tightens. “Powerful. Ruthless. Not someone you want to cross.”
“Sounds lovely,” I mutter.
“Hmm.”
As we approach the edge of the clearing where the other students are gathered but thinning as they head home, I spot Ignatius, Corvus, and Zaiah huddled together in an intense conversation. They look up as we near, relief washing over their faces.
“Addy!” Ignatius calls out, rushing over. “Are you okay?”
I nod weakly. “I’m fine. Zephyr brought me back.”
Corvus eyes me warily, his gaze flicking to my mouth as if checking for blood. “And Crimson?”
“Under control. For now.”
Zaiah steps forward, his white eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. “We need to talk. All of us. Something’s happening.”
“Yeah, no shit,” Zephyr mutters. “My father’s on his way.”
The others exchange worried glances.
“That’s not all,” Zaiah continues. “I saw something. The bridge between worlds?—”
“You saw it?” I interrupt. “Where is it?”
“You’re looking at it.”
It takes my tired brain a few seconds to catch up. “What? What do you mean?”
“I mean, I’m the bridge. I don’t create it. I am it.”
See now there is someone with brains.
I hiss. “You sound weak, dear. Everything okay in there?”
She laughs.Your Fae mate has got some fucking power. But tell him I’ll repay the favour when I get out of here.
“Tell him yourself.”
“What is she saying?” Zephyr murmurs, and I shake my head.
“Never mind that. Zaiah. You can’t be serious. This sounds dangerous.”
Zaiah’s eyes lock onto mine, his gaze intense and unwavering. “I am serious, Addy. I can feel it. The power, the connection between worlds - it’s all inside me. I think this is why I’ve always been different from other djinn.”
“Fuck,” Corvus mutters. “So what does this mean?”
Zaiah shakes his head. “I’m not sure exactly, I just know I’m the bridge.”
