Page 75 of Visions of You
"She'll hate that. She also hates that I live with a witch. If it was up to her, I'd probably never talk to anyone who isn't a dragon."
Keegan lay an arm around Jaron's shoulders and drew him closer. "Now that would be boring."
"Right?" Jaron looked at him. "My mom's just stuck in the old days and if she thinks I'm going to give you up, she's wrong." His features hardened. "Not like I could give you up after the night we had."
"Do you regret it?"
"No!" The question seemed to offend Jaron. "Never!"
It was almost cute, how upset he was at the mere suggestion. Keegan could only hope, though, that Jaron would never regret his choice.
Jaron was pure good. That was why it was so easy for Keegan to imagine that he himself would do something that went against Jaron's sense of justice one day.
"I know what you're thinking," Jaron said. "And I've already told you not to worry about it. The future you saw won't come to pass, so could you be in this moment with me and be happy?"
"I'm not going to stop being a seer."
"I'm not asking you to." Jaron sighed in an exaggerated fashion. "Just spend some time in the present, every now and then. It's nice here."
"So you don't want me to tell you about that vision I had of your little brother moving in with us in the future?"
Jaron's eyebrows rose. "When he's older? My mother will never allow it while he's still a minor."
"He did not look like an adult in my vision."
Jaron's brows furrowed. "How do I convince her?"
Keegan shrugged. "I don't know. All I can tell you is that it's possible."
Jaron mulled this over, then he turned to Keegan again, dark eyes serious. "Just like it's possible for us to change our fate. But not the way you think."
The way you think.What was that supposed to mean?
Jaron straightened and looked at him squarely. "We're not going to be sacrificing other people's fated mates. I meant to talk to you about that! That book you made me read, that was horrible! We can't do that!"
"No," Keegan agreed. "That's what the kidnapper is doing."
Jaron blinked. Obviously, he hadn't reached that conclusion yet, too caught up in thinking about his own supposed fate.
A smile stole across Keegan's face. "You thought I'd been making plans to kill people and you decided to mate me anyway?"
"I mean, I wasn't gonna let you do it." Jaron rubbed the back of his neck. "But yeah, I guess."
"You're cute." Something warm blossomed in Keegan's chest. How did he deserve a mate that earnest?
Jaron blushed, and then he shook himself out of his stupor, focusing on the matter at hand. "You think the kidnapper is going to kill these people? That he's going to kill Apollo? To change fate?"
"That's what it looks like," Keegan confirmed. "Did you find that drawing in the book?"
Jaron's face paled. "You saw that in your vision?"
"In the room Apollo was kept in."
Jaron cursed. "What else did you see?" he demanded to know. "We've got to get him out of there. We've got to get everyone out of there."
Yes, that was the goal, and yet, Keegan had selfishly wanted to use his newly gained powers to look at his own future first. That would have been worth the risk to him more than anything.
But of course he couldn't ignore the debt he owed to his friend.
