Page 58 of Broken Veil
CHAPTER TWELVE
They drove all afternoon, hitting rest stops and byways where average citizens of the Brightlands eyed the odd group of shifters, fairies, and humans.
Carys was leaning on Cadell’s shoulder in the back of the van, watching as Lachlan and Duncan argued over who would pump the fuel for the van at the service station just off the A1 in Barton Park. Eventually Laura dragged Lachlan by the arm to take him inside the market attached to the service station.
Godrik and Naida walked into the market behind them. The wolf was hovering over the small fae woman, glaring at anyone who looked at them sideways.
Carys spoke to Cadell in her mind.Do you think he realizes most of the people are staring at him and not her?
“Unlikely.” He answered aloud, his voice low and sleepy. “Godrik is not particularly sizable for an Eskari wolf.”
Her eyes went wide, and she turned to look at him. “Seriously?”
Cadell nodded.
“I’m afraid to think what the big ones look like in human form.”
“Many wolves rarely take human form.” He leaned back and closed his eyes. “Not unlike dragons.”
She leaned back on his shoulder and took a deep breath. “Thank you.”
“For what, Nêrys?”
“For being here and spending so much time in the Brightlands.” She shifted her head against his shoulder. “When we get to Scotland and get through the gates, you’ll be able to shift again.”
“I go wherever you go,” he said. “There is no need to thank me for that.”
She watched as two men on the other side of the fuel island began to shout at each other. The volume increased until Carys could hear them through the excellent soundproofing in the van.
Duncan walked over, his hands in his pockets, and Carys watched as he quickly defused the situation.
“Weird,” she murmured. “I kind of think of road rage being an American thing.”
“It is not, but that was likely because of the Morrígan.”
“What?” She kept her eyes on the two retreating men. “Why do you say that?”
“Can you not feel it?”
She shook her head.
“She excels in fomenting discord,” the dragon said. “I suspect human law enforcement will see a steady increase in violence until we find a way to rid her from the Brightlands.”
Carys kept her eyes on Duncan, who was also watching the two angry men.
Tall, steady Duncan. As massive and immovable as a rock.
“There was a moment between you and Lachlan yesterday,” Cadell said. “When Duncan was gone. You felt… unsettled.”
She turned her face into his arm, dragging her eyes away from the blacksmith.You know those moments when you havea memory of another time, and it somehow feels more real than the moment you’re in?
He responded to her inner voice.You were remembering how you loved him.
Yes.
That does not mean you love Duncan any less.
You can’t love two people at once.
