Page 36 of Kisses at the Crossroads

Wren meets his eyes. “Tell me.”

I wipe a hand down my face as Frankie noses me towards the couch. “I wasn’t going to say anything because I never witnessed it. But in the past, Drake has beaten him if he doesn’t glow.”

“No.” Wren fists his hands. “We have to do something. Now.” His wings flitter harshly behind him.

“We need a plan. We can’t just show up and snatch him. That’s what Drake expects, so I’m sure he’s powered up whatever wards he has. Plus, we have Ava to factor in. She’s a prisoner, just like Trick. We need to make sure whatever we do for Trick doesn’t give Ava a punishment. That’s what happened the last time he got free. Drake ripped out her fangs.”

My friends’s eyes go wide. Van and Wick slap their hands to their mouths as if to make sure they still have fangs. Wren grits his teeth.

“So you see how this is a delicate operation? We have two people to save.”

Wren nods. “Of course we need to help her, too. But my brother is a priority.”

Frankie whines and paces.

“I know, girl. I know.” I hold out my hand to pet her. “So, do I have anyone here that’s not interested in taking down a witch that’s gotten too big for his britches?”

“I’m in,” Van says.

“Me, too,” Wick answers.

“Whatever it takes to free my brother, I’m doing it.” Wren cracks his knuckles.

“Alrighty, let’s get to it!” I say.

Chapter 20

Lark

Something hard drops on my forehead and I wake with a start. Rain pours through the bars of my gilded cage. This time I’m on the roof of Drake’s house instead of in his dining room or the basement in Flutter. I groan as I rub my forehead, only to find the luck coin in my possession again.

I have a plan.

“I don’t know that I should trust you.”

Fair point. But…

I groan again. Why the hell does my head pound? I push to sit, keeping my limbs as close to my body as possible. If I touch a bar, I’ll get shocked which I’m not a fan of.

I can see across Hex from the roof. Flutter is the furthest away, along with a grocery store. There are a few fast food options. Drake fed me from one of them a couple of times, and I always got sick.

Rain runs down my hair and I’m soaked through. My body won’t stop shivering and I clutch my legs to my chest. As long as it doesn’t start?—

A clap of thunder rings out just as a bolt of lightning flashes across the sky. My heart sinks. There are few things that can actually kill Fae. Beheading is by far the most known. Next to destroying our hearts, which getting hit by lightning could do.

The wind howls through the trees and causes my cage to swing.

“Okay, I’m ready for your plan,” I mumble to the coin.

Bend cage with shirt. Escape.

I glare at the coin. “Something that won’t shock me, please.”

He forgot to set the shocking spell. Test it.

I swallow and push back the bit of fear that’s trying to scream in the back of my head. I shut my eyes and press my hand to the bars. Nothing.

Told ya. Now get naked!

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