I glance up at Raighne.“Just don’t hurt them.”
I’m sure I look like some crazy swamp woman, and I hope it doesn’t freak the two men out too much.
When we move closer and make our way around a boulder, Dylan’s head snaps in our direction, and he quickly moves closer to Matt.
“Hey,” he mutters, giving us a cautious look.
“Hi,” I respond, keeping my tone non-threatening. Noticing Dylan is armed, I hope to God he doesn’t shoot me.
Here goes nothing.
“My name is Alchera, and this is Raighne. I’m sure you’ve noticed all the disasters around the world.”
“Yeah,” Dylan replies, his eyes flicking between Raighne and me. “That’s why we’re out here. You?”
“Please, don’t freak out,” I cringe, already knowing this isn’t going to go well, “but I’m here to save you and Matt. You need to come with us.”
Dylan’s eyebrow lifts, and the next second, he reaches for the weapon at his hip.
When Raighne moves slightly in front of me, Dylan yells, “That’sclose enough.” He points the gun right at us. “I suggest you leave the way you came.”
“Go back to the curtain. I’m going to move Matt your way. Grab him and shift back to Ireland. I’ll follow with Dylan.”Raighne’s voice sounds in my mind.
“You sure? He has a gun.”
“Which can’t kill us. Go, Alchera.”
I move cautiously back to the pool, holding my hands in front of me so Dylan can see them at all times. “We’re going,” I tell him, hoping to set him at ease.
“You too,” he growls at Raighne.
“I’ll move as soon as she’s safe.”
When I climb into the pool, Dylan frowns at me, and shaking his head, he yells, “What the fuck are you doing?”
I quickly wade to the curtain.“Now!”
Raighne doesn’t move a muscle, but suddenly Matt flies through the air with a terrified cry ripping from him.
“What the fuck!” Dylan shouts.
The moment Matt plows into me, I think of the waterfall in Ireland, and as I drag him into the curtain, I glance at Raighne and Dylan. I see how the weapon is ripped from Dylan’s hand before Raighne slams him into the pool.
Jesus.
I shift with a terrified Matt and the moment we appear in Ireland, I help him to stay on his feet.
He glances wildly around us while he gags, probably feeling sick from shifting for the first time.
“You’re okay,” I say, keeping my arms wrapped around him as I pull him to the walkway around the waterfall. “The nausea will pass.”
Finian and Brenna come to help me, and once we have a dazed Matt sitting on one of the boulders by the walkway, I say, “Take deep breaths.”
“Dylan?” he gasps.
Just then, Raighne comes through the waterfall, forcing a struggling Dylan to move.
Finian runs into the pool to help Raighne control Dylan.