Page 67 of Silent Jay

Rehan pulled back, his muscles twitching unhappily as smoke literally curled out of his pores.

“Worth it,” he gasped. He jerked to the side and cupped his junk.

I shook my head before turning the water cold and pointing the nozzle at him. He yelped, jumping up with a scowl.

‘Don’t do that again!’ I tried to yell, but only squeaks came out.

Unlike Tyson, he didn’t try to guess what I was saying. He stepped into the water and turned it back to warm. Guilt twisted my gut. I shouldn’t be thinking of the asshole fire dragon at all. Rehan shocked himself to get me off.

Rehan drew me back into the warm water and soaped us down again.

“We’ll fix this,” he promised.

I shouldn’t have, but I leaned back into his embrace, loving his arms around me. I could keep things separate. I had to.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

REHAN

Alarger-than-usual swell made the speed boat, with its nose stuck in the Ley Line, list to the side. Ogden pinwheeled his arms. I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him into my chest to keep him from falling. Using the momentum of the same swell, I whipped around to not so subtly get a look at Ryker’s special forces, still in the same cowl sitting at the helm.

Although the textured dark red fabric rippled in the breeze, it didn’t expose a single inch of the body underneath. The cowled helm’s person rocked with the swell, more naturally than me even, before reaching forward and turning on the engine to nudge the tip of the boat back into position.

I let out an unhappy breath and realized I still had Ogden pinned to my chest.

“Sorry about that.” I released him.

“No, erm,” Ogden stepped back. A faint blush colored his dark cheeks. “It was the perfect opportunity to observe more than, um, just the Ley Line.”

I grunted in agreement, which made the man’s blush double. We turned our backs to the person at the helm, and Ogden pressed his shoulder into mine.

“Did you notice the straps?” He asked quietly.

I shook my head.

“They might have been holding the chair in place,” Ogden said. “But I only saw metal and straps connecting him to the boat. I couldn’t see his feet.”

“Maybe he’s sitting cross-legged on a chair,” I responded.

Ogden looked at me skeptically. “Would you sit cross-legged on a chair in this situation?”

“No,” I answered.

“Ogden, we need you now!” One of the other earth dragons called.

I followed on the warlock's heels. Sweat poured down Ofri and Obadiah’s faces as they controlled pure Ley Line magic. The twins' long coffee hair, heavily streaked with aged gray, ran in thick braids down their bare backs. They lacked the typical dragon shifter bulk but made up for it with raw intelligence.

Both held wands pointed at the edge of the Ley Line.

“We have one,” one of the twins stated. I honestly could not tell them apart.

Ogden practically danced. “What can I do?”

“Isolate it.” The other twin stated. “If we had an air dragon…”

“We do have water.” Ogden pulled off his shirt and traced matching runes covering his hips, which glowed with Ley Line magic.

My thoughts immediately went to Jay, who was currently training at the fire temple. She should be here. Over the last few days, I’d come to realize just how crazy smart she was. I had no doubt she was an immortal enchantress and knew more about the Ley Lines than all of us combined.

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