Page 55 of Rebel Fae
“Ronnie, do you have a spell that can stop Crescent from waking up?”
He blinked at me, still looking unsure of where he was or what was going on, but he nodded. “I know a sleeping spell. It might work.”
“Hurry. Do it.” I gestured toward where Crescent lay on her side on the ground.
“I could bash her again,” Bael offered.
I shook my head. “No. We need her.”
A plan slowly took shape in my head.
“I have an idea that might save us all. But first, I have to tell you everything.”
Chapter Twenty-One
They all stared at me,perplexed after I explained what the island was all about. Becca appeared on the verge of crying. Ronnie’s face scrunched up in anguish, Regina and Antonio looked livid. Only Bael didn’t appear surprised at all.
We were all standing in a circle next to the fountain, Crescent at my feet, tied up and under Ronnie’s sleeping spell.
“You knew this all along and didn’t tell us?” Regina asked in a growl.
“I had no choice. It was that or they would hurt Arryn,” I said. “I’m sure you have someone in your life you would protect at any cost.”
The vampire’s face twisted into a grimace of anger. “You lied to us.”
“Maybe she did,” Ronnie intervened, “but she’s been protecting us all along.”
“Not out of the goodness of her heart.” Regina crouched as if she were getting ready to pounce on me.
Bael took a step forward, menacingly.
I put a hand on his wet sleeve to hold him back. “This is not the time to fight each other. It is the Habermanns you need to be angry with, not me. We have to help Vaughn.”
“Tally,” Becca said in a small voice.
I ignored her, focused as I was on the prowling vampire.
“For all we know, you made all this up,” Regina said, black veins appearing around her eyes and spidering outward to cover the rest of her face. “Or better yet, this is all part of the game, some suicidal rescue mission that will torture us further.”
Antonio spoke up. “Regina, I think she’s just a victim, like the rest of us.”
“So now you’ll side with the fae? I should have left you at the bottom of that lake.”
“Tally,” Becca said again, this time louder. “Where… where did your wings go?” She pointed a finger above my head, looking scared.
This made everyone shut up. All eyes shifted upward, following Becca’s finger. Ronnie frowned. Bael looked horrified and tucked his huge wings in as if he was afraid they would disappear, too.
“Oh, it’s nothing,” I reassured them and took the opportunity to distract Regina from her violent intentions. “Something I’ve been doing since I was little. When I feel threatened—especially in confined places like this—I glamour my wings. See…”
I made them appear then disappear again.
“Neat trick.” Ronnie nodded approvingly. “I’d heard fae are great at glamours, but I never thought they could make themselves invisible.”
“What about your hand?” Becca pointed at the hand I’d placed on Bael’s sleeve.
I followed her gaze and found that my hand was missing.
Feine!
