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And I fucking hated it.
It wasn’t real.
I wasn’t alone.
Not anymore.
I had Winter.
I had Lyric.
I had Aeson and Chaos.
I even had Higgins… if I’d let him.
And I had Sola.
I wasn’t alone.
Not really.
Closing my eyes, I reached out for my familiar, and I heard her squawk in the distance.
Please find me, sweet girl. Please. I don’t… I can’t… I can’t be alone.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Miles
Sola came soaring down to me within a minute, and as soon as she landed on my outstretched arm, I pulled her into my chest, hugging her.
“Thank you for coming to me, babygirl.”
She trilled and nuzzled me, and I sighed in relief.
“Help me find the others, yeah?”
She whistled, making me smile, and then I yelled, “Win! Ace! Chaos!” To Sola, I said, “If you can keep your fire down, that’d probably be good since we’re surrounded by flammable materials.”
She trilled her understanding, and I hoped I was interpreting that right. The last thing we needed was a fire in the middle of all this nonsense.
I continued walking, following my track marks and yelling for the others, over and over again with Sola adding her trill every time.
“Miles?” a voice croaked out, and I wanted to sigh in relief, but I had a feeling the person whose voice that belonged to was in pain. “O-over here.”
“I’m coming!” Fuck, where were they? Their voice was so muffled, I couldn’t even tell who it was, but I rushed through the plants and flowers, ignoring getting whipped in the face by branches and leaves. “Say something so I can find you!”
“I’m… over here.”
Chaos. It was Chaos, and he was close.
I rushed through a big bush, pushing its leaves aside so I could scramble through it. Probably not the most efficient way to get to him, but I didn’t know where I was, let alone where he was, so trying to find a path would waste time, and I needed to get to him. I needed to make sure he was okay.
“Chaos?”
“Here.”
I pushed through a row of flowers that were way taller than me and popped out on the other side into a small clearing.
