Now he understood why she’d looked so lost when she walked into his pub.
“I spent several years in England until I feared they would find me.”
“That’s when you came to Ferness?”
“Yes. That’s when I met you.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Britt stood with her eyes closed as Fallon teleported them from one place to another in quick succession. Her stomach turned and pitched each time Fallon used his power.
Power. Immortal Warriors. Druids.
Her life had taken a drastic spin, and as frightened as she was, there was also a steady build of excitement. She was a risk taker, always had been. Why else would she have traveled Europe alone or gotten her degrees in universities others would never dream of looking at?
She kept her hands locked with Aiden’s, who still lay unconscious, and Quinn’s. How many more times would Fallon jump them? Britt wasn’t sure she could keep down the wonderful dinner she and Aiden had shared earlier.
“Britt,” Quinn whispered.
She turned her head to him. “Yes?”
“You can look now.”
The smile in his voice calmed her racing heart enough so that she opened her eyes. And found herself standing in a fully outfitted lab. “Where are we?”
“Outside of London in a facility owned by a friend,” Fallon said. “I doona know how long you’ll be safe.”
Britt kicked off her heels and walked to the microscope. “Give me three hours.”
“Three hours,” Fallon said with a nod. Then he looked to Quinn. “Do you want me to take Aiden back to the castle.”
“Nay,” Aiden said hoarsely.
Britt rushed to him as he sat up. “You stupid fool of a man. Don’t you ever get injured like that again. Do you understand me? You scared the hell out of all of us.”
His wicked grin made her stomach flip. “It wasna that bad.”
“Actually, son, it was,” Quinn said solemnly.
Britt watched Aiden’s beautiful green eyes flicker with concern. “Are you really all right?” she asked.
He squeezed her hand. “Aye. Where are we?”
“One of Saffron’s businesses she bought over the last year,” Galen said as he walked into the room. “I sense no Druids yet.”
Fallon nodded and looked to Quinn. “I’ll return in three hours. Hopefully by then Charon will have some answers from Laura.”
Britt turned back to Aiden when Fallon teleported away. Aiden’s skin was still pale, but the wound was gone, as if it had never been.
“Here,” Quinn said, and tossed a clean shirt at Aiden, who caught it easily. “Thought you might want that.”
Britt moved from the table where they had laid him so Aiden could stand. She began to turn away when he stopped her with a hand on her arm.
“Britt,” he whispered, and drew her close. “I didna want you a part of this.”
“I became a part of it the moment I agreed to study the blood samples.”
“You didna really know before. Now you do.”
“I’m not running away, am I?” she asked him, narrowing her eyes. “And don’t think this gets you out of another dinner. You owe me.”
She couldn’t keep the grin from her face as she teased him, but there was no smile on Aiden’s lips.
“You should run. Far away from me.”
Britt leaned forward and rose up on her toes so that they were nose to nose. “No. What you’re looking for, what you brought to me, is important. I saw that firsthand tonight. You asked for my help, you can’t change your mind now.”
“Stubborn woman,” he growled, but his lips had begun to pull up at the corners.
“I like her,” Galen said with a chuckle.
Britt ran her hands over Aiden’s chest, stopping just short of touching the ripped and bloodied section of his shirt. “I don’t understand your world, but I want to.”
“Do you like danger that much?” he asked with a frown.
“No. I like you that much.”
Aiden hadn’t been prepared for such a response. If his father and Galen weren’t in the room with them, he’d have Britt underneath him in less than a heartbeat.
Instead, he covered her hands with his. “I doona know how long this war will rage, or if I’ll come out of it alive.”
“There are always wars. So what that this one has magic and immortals.”
He cupped her face and looked deep into her blue eyes. “You’re a verra special woman.”
“And don’t ever forget it,” she said, and gave him a quick kiss before she walked to the microscope.
Aiden knew he wore a goofy grin, but he didn’t care. Britt wanted to stay with him. How had he gotten so lucky?