Page 28 of Chaos Unleashed

We haven’t stayed in any other villages and have, in fact, tried to avoid as many people as we can. None of us wants to cause panic, and we also don’t want to risk anyone alerting the princes that we’re here.

“This is taking too long,” Killian grumbles.

None of us are taking it very well knowing that Farren is most likely being tortured and we’re walking through the fucking woods. I keep trying to get through to her through the link, but I’m just hitting a brick wall. Even without that link, I’m starting to feel like we’re running out of time. I feel a pressure to rush and move quicker, but really we can only go as fast as we are, and we’re pushing ourselves pretty hard.

“We’re closer; it shouldn’t take us too much longer,” Khaos replies.

“Dude, did you dream about that woman again?” I ask.

He looks at me surprised, “How did you know?”

“You’ve gone quiet again,” Mayhem replies for me, clearly having seen the same thing that I have.

“I’m starting to think that she may be real,” Khaos admits.

“Oh really?” Grey asks, seeming to be surprised by the admission.

“It may be wishful thinking, I guess,” Khaos replies.

Storm frowns. “Well, you said that she was in one of the castle's old cells, right?” When Khaos nods in agreement, Storm continues, “Then when we get there to get Farren, we can check the cell and see if she’s there.”

“Good idea,” Reaper replies, “that way, at least you’ll know if she’s real or not.”

Khaos thinks about it for a second and then nods, “Thanks, guys. I just have this feeling that she’s important, you know.”

“I think we probably get that better than anyone else would,” Rival agrees. He smiles and adds, “Hell, knowing Farren she’s probably already befriended this woman and won't allow us to leave without her.”

Grey chuckles, “Yeah, that sounds about right. Her escape before was made so much more difficult because she insisted on taking me with her.”

All of us have fond smiles on our faces as we think about the kind of person that Farren is. Even after all of the shit that she’s been through.

I’m having to push away all my fear for her because if I don’t, it's going to overtake me, and I’m going to be a wreck. What I feel for Farren goes far beyond anything that I have felt before, and although the strength of it scares me, nothing compares to the fear that I have of losing her. I can’t lose her; we can’t lose her. She hasn’t even been with us for very long, and she’s already changed us for the better.

“How long have we got exactly?” Kill asks, still not satisfied with the time it's taking.

I grin as Zev’s eyes flash white for a second, “It’s two days until we get to the castle.”

“You seem unsure?” Grey asks, his eyebrow raised.

Zev’s frown deepens, “Well, it’s hazy, like the path isn’t entirely set yet.”

“Reassuring,” Reaper grumbles.

“Not in the slightest,” Zev replies drily.

We all look at Grey, even Khaos, which isn’t reassuring since he knows this realm as well as Grey.

“Wait, could it be because you don’t tend to see too much when we’re involved?” I suddenly ask, and then add, “Although you seem to have been getting some visions to do with us?”

Zev shakes his head, “I’m still not getting any visions of you guys, but I’m learning to read between the lines, as it were, so I’m getting a vague idea if I’m shown something that I know could affect us and then using my intuition to decipher it. I’m actually having to listen to my instinct a lot more when it comes to visions that could involve us.”

Grey’s eyebrows rise. “You know, I can't remember the last Seer who was able to do that.”

“He’s not just a Seer,” Khaos says casually.

Zev shakes his head, “Yes, I am.”

Khaos laughs, “Friend, I haven’t known you for very long, and even I can tell that you are far too strong to simply be a Seer even if you were to become the next High Seer, which, for the record, I don’t think you’re going to be. Your skills would be wasted there.”

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