Page 50 of Ruthless Fae
Vaughn frowned. “You’re still injured.”
“I’m feeling better,” I lied. I was still in pain but was managing to deal with it better. “Besides, it’s the best plan. You have to admit that.”
“I’ll create the diversion,” Sinasre offered. Vaughn started to protest, but my cousin cut him off. “My hair can make noise in many directions. It will confound those two.” He nodded toward the guard station.
Vaughn glowered but didn’t argue. “The main thing is we need to make sure those guards don’t alert anyone and that we don’t trip any alarms. We won’t get away if they know we’re leaving.”
“And you can drive that thing?” Kiana said, looking skeptical.
“Yes,” Vaughn said, but his eye twitched slightly, making me wonder.
It didn’t matter. It was our best chance. Our only chance.
My cousin touched me gently on my arm. “Are you ready, Tally?”
I nodded, flexing my hands and feet. My body still ached as if I’d taken a bad fall and was bruised from head to toe, but I could manage. I had to manage. “Get back as soon as you can.”
Sinasre’s eyes turned toward the tree cover. “Give me five minutes.”
Then he took off running.
The rest of us watched as the darkness swallowed him. The good news was, as a Fae Warrior, he hardly made a sound.
A touch on my shoulder caused me to turn my head. Vaughn stood protectively close to me. “Are you sure you are up to this?”
“Yes. The sensors might not notice me if I’m glamoured.”
He pulled me close, pressing his nose to the top of my head. “If I ever lost you…”
I put my hand on his cheek, feeling the warmth there. “I know.”
Something large crashed amid the trees to our left. Hearing it, the guards popped up. In moments, they both stalked toward the tree line, their hands on the guns at their hip, the motion lights kicking on, illuminating the area.
At the sight of the guns, my stomach clenched.Sinasre will be okay. He’s smart and fast, a warrior.
Now it was my turn.
Focusing on my small bit of magic, I glamoured my body. Once I’d gone fully invisible, I spurred my wings and took off. Even flying hurt, but I bit my lip and pushed my wings harder. Speed was the only weapon we had.
I closed the distance between me and the guard shed. Two boats loomed in the distance, bobbing in the water. Landing at the doorstep, I scanned the shack, my eyes flitting from stools to the computer monitor to the shelves of equipment. Finally, I saw them: two sets of keys. I darted in and grabbed them both.
That’s when the alarm began blaring.
I’d tripped an alarm,the exact thing Vaughn had said we shouldn’t do. Panic blaring louder than the sirens, I took off, back to the group.
“I’m sorry,” I said when I landed, thrusting the keys into Vaughn’s hand before becoming visible again.
“It’s okay, but we have to move. Let’s go.” With one look behind him, he led the group across the gravel drive and down the dock.
Our feet thundered on the planks as we tore toward the largest boat. It was larger than it had appeared from a distance. I didn’t know ships, but this one seemed substantial and likely to survive the waves to take us to safety. But, would we make it before someone came to stop us?
Vaughn jumped aboard and shot upstairs to the top level. Hoping he really knew how to drive this thing, I focused on making sure everyone got on board.
Bael was the last in line, and he stopped before entering. “Sinasre?”
“I’ll go back for him,” I said, but Bael put his hand on my arm.
“He’ll come. Just wait.”
