Midnight's Captive(103)

“I have to stop the Druids,” Saffron said.

Camdyn looked down into her eyes. He knew what was coming next, but he wanted to put it off until he could try to think of a way to keep her and Emma away from the battle. “You said dragons.”

“Yes,” she said with a soft smile. “They’re so lovely. I can’t wait to see them.”

Camdyn set her away from him. “Nay.”

“Yes,” she argued. “We have to go. Now. It’s going to take me with the Druids, and your friends need you. The selmyr are there as well.”

“Where is there?”

“Dreagan.”

“Oh, hell.”

“And send Malcolm a text!” she shouted over her shoulder as she ran into the bedroom to change.

Camdyn turned on his heel and hurried to get dressed. He should have known trying to keep his family away from the battle would be pointless.

But he’d be damned before he allowed his daughter or wife to be harmed. They would make sure Saffron’s vision didn’t come to pass, and then he was getting them the hell out of Dreagan.



Lucan strode wearily from the hospital to Cara, Broc, and Sonya, who waited for him across the street. He stopped in front of his wife, but couldn’t get the words past his lips that the magic of the mies had failed again.

Cara’s face crumpled, and Lucan pulled her into his arms, giving her the only comfort he could.

“I just knew it would work,” Sonya said. “We’re only missing Saffron, but that’s because she and Camdyn are hiding Emma.”

Emma. Every time Lucan thought of the baby, he felt a pang in his heart that demanded children of his own. Cara longed to hold her own baby, and it was a dream they had thought to have realized by now.

A dream that was fading as quickly as finding the spell that would bind their gods once more.

“Jason’s magic is too strong,” Broc said. “We’re doing no good here.”

“What else are we supposed to do?” Sonya asked her husband. “Do we continue to hide in the castle?”

Broc tucked a curl of red hair behind her ear. “Every second you’re out here is a chance Wallace has of getting to you.”

“Or to you,” Sonya argued.

Cara sniffed and lifted her head from Lucan’s chest. “Broc is right. We aren’t helping here. Maybe we do need Saffron.”

“What we need is more Druids,” Lucan said.

“There is another,” Fallon said as he appeared next to them.

Sonya jumped back with a gasp. “Dammit, Fallon. One day you’re going to land on top of someone.”

The pleased tilt of his lips that told Lucan his brother had good news. “What Druid do you mean?”

“Laura. She has her magic back,” Fallon said. “As Charon explained, her mother and sister were syphoning it from her.”

Cara’s brow furrowed at his words. “How did she get it back?”

“The selmyr killed Laura’s mother and sister, and all her magic was once more hers.”

“Well,” Sonya said as she blinked. “That’s good as long as Laura isn’t working with Jason.”

Fallon scratched his chin and stepped into the shadows as a car drove by. “Charon assures me that she’s on our side. He saved her seconds before the selmyr got to her. She went to her parents’ house to confront her mother and get her magic back. It just happened to be when the selmyr attacked.”

“Shit,” Broc whispered.

Fallon motioned them closer. “You can hear the rest of it from Laura and Charon. We need to go.”

“Go where?” Sonya demanded.

“Dreagan Industries.”

Lucan chuckled. “This isna exactly a good time to drink, brother.”

“It’s where Charon and Laura are. As well as some new … allies.”

“Allies?” Broc repeated, eyes narrowed. “How are they going to help?”

Fallon put his hand on Lucan’s shoulder and waited for the others to touch. “You have to see it to believe it.”

“Believe what?” Lucan asked.

His brother’s sly smile only made him more curious. The fact Fallon was being so cryptic worried Lucan, but before he could ask more about it, Fallon teleported them out of Edinburgh.

And landed them in the middle of an open area with several parked cars and buildings all around them.

A man stepped forward with blond hair and black eyes. “Welcome to Dreagan,” he said.

A loud roar got their attention, and they turned as one to see three dragons—green, amber, and blue—fly over the mountain and disappear from view.

Lucan looked at his brother to find Fallon’s smile growing larger. “Dragons?”