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“No, you’re not,” I said. “We’re going to rest. I’ll reach out to you tomorrow morning. If you need me, you know where to find me.”

Chandler stood back as I shot into the air with Amara in my arms. The reality of our situation began to hit me. Amara was one siren and she could handle herself. We had no idea how many sirens Evian was bringing with his army.

We were up against Goliath.

Amara lifted her gaze toward mine. “We just need one stone for Evian,” she whispered. “Isn’t that the story? It took David one stone?”

Shock rolled through me. “Did you just read my mind?”

“Yeah,” she said. “Turns out it’s not as cool as I thought it would be. It’s creepy to hear your voice in my head.”

“I guess I’ll have to watch what I’m thinking about,” I said as I landed on the mountain.

Amara closed her eyes. “I think it may come in handy. You can tell me how pretty I am all the time without being too corny.”

Her body went limp from exhaustion.

Zerk sat at our kitchen table with a half-eaten sandwich and books scattered all around him.

“Zerk,” I said, waiting for him to look at me. “We’re gonna need some magic. This is going to be harder than we thought.”

Zerk sighed. “What else is new?”

Chapter Forty-One

Amara

Exhaustion took over me. Learning new powers took everything out of a girl. Dorran sat me on the bed and covered me with a soft blanket. Within seconds I was asleep, my body had completely given up on me. She'd fought hard for the day and deserved it.

The best sleep was sleep with no dreams.

Just the span of black seas, and the utter darkness.

I’d been so deep in my mind when Dorran began to try to wake me that I startled awake. My eyes popped open to his frantic face.

“What’s going on?” I asked, my voice heavy with sleep.

“One of the wolves left the cabin, and one of the castle workers saw him in the woods and went back to tell my father. Now my father is getting an army ready to come and remove the wolves. I need to get there before they go.”

I swung my legs from the bed to get ready to leave. “No, I’ll deal with my father. You stay here. I have Toby and a few other dragons guarding the place. I don’t want you in the middle of our fight.”

“What if something happens to you?”

Dorran glanced down at me with a lifted brow. “Oh, so you’re all tough now, and you think I can’t handle myself?”

I rubbed my eyes with the palms of my hands. “Well, ya know, I’m pretty well equipped it seems. You may need my help.”

Dorran rubbed a piece of my hair between his fingers. “You stay here, Little Mouse. There is food in the microwave for you, and please don’t toss Toby off the mountain.”

“No promises,” I mumbled.

Dorran swiftly left me in the bedroom alone. I walked down the hallway as the front door shut behind him. Toby sat on the couch in the living room and lowered his phone to look at me. “Look who is up. The all-powerful Amara.”

I found the plate Dorran left me in the microwave and heated it. “I wonder which wolf went into the forest?” I asked.

“If I had to guess I would say your friend Roan. He seems like a rebel to me.”

Why would he go against his alpha’s orders? Nibbling on my lip, I turned to grab my plate, pulling out the pot roast.

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