Ellais turned to Priest. “What about the meeting tonight? I don’t think I’m up for a party.”
Her mate walked over and pulled her against him. “Don’t worry about it. We’ll tell Aiden you’re our guests until you’re ready to resume duty.” He surprised her by ruffling her hair about.
“Hey!”
“You, my dear, are a liar.”
She gasped at the accusation. “I am not!”
Ellais chuckled a bit, then looked surprised he was able to do so. Shaking his head, he pointed at her. “I think I know what he means, and yes, you did lie.”
She twirled around to face her mate, her hands on her hips. “Explain yourself, sir.”
He flicked her forehead. “You are a healer.”
She rubbed the irritated skin. “I am not. I don’t have that kind of magic.”
Amir stared. “Is she serious?”
“My love, we have a few witch healers in the house; they weren’t able to do anything for Ellais, yet, you were. It may not be the type of magic you’re thinking of, but what you do is no less impressive,” Priest explained, pride in his eyes.
“I just talk to people,” she mumbled.
“Actually, that isn’t true either,” Ellais countered.
“What now?” she demanded.
Ellais held up his hands in a type of surrender. “You talk, yes, but more importantly, you get people talking about the festering wound in their hearts.” He rubbed at his chest. “I don’t think the type of healing I needed, the kind that takes time, could even start while I was so angry. You helped that along.”
She turned back to her mate. “You don’t mind what I do?”
His mouth dropped open. “Mind? You save people in ways no others can. I think you’re amazing, and I’m blessed to be your mate.”
“I sometimes hold people, like I did with Ellais, you don’t mind?” she asked, needing to know the answer. She had had many previous boyfriends accuse her of cheating.
Priest looked confused. “Touch is healing, though, right? It’s not like you’re sleeping with them. My brothers hug me all the time.”
“Priest, you’re amazing yourself,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I’m pretty sure I’m half in love with you.”
Priest pouted. “Only half?”
“We did just meet a couple hours ago.”
Ellais sniffed and wiped at his eyes.
Instantly Cas was contrite. “I’m sorry.”
He shook his head. “Don’t be. My grief shouldn’t dim another’s joy. I think I get what you were saying about experiencing things to tell my brother. Because I can’t wait to tell him about the two of you. You remind me of my brother and his mate, they would tease, but the love was nearly tangible between them.”
Priest sighed. “Don’t forget to tell him that she steals sandwiches.”
“Priest!” she screeched.
Ellais and Amir both chuckled at her embarrassment.
Ellais wiped at his eyes again. “Thank you. Laughing makes me feel like tomorrow is real.”
Alderic and Elliot returned, each carrying the item they had left to find. Alderic jerked his thumb back toward the hall. “Aeson said you have ten minutes.”