Page 66 of Whispered Warnings: Part One

“Cleaning out the garages,” Evander explains.

“Which would be a first,” Raiden mutters.

I shrug, “Fair enough. I can honestly say I have never had the desire to clean out a garage before. While you guys are busy doing that, I’m going to go and find Wallace.”

Raiden stands up and unzips his jacket, holding out the cinnamon buns for me. I smile gratefully as I take them off him.

“Yeah, we should probably start clearing up anyway. We need to talk about HID and what is going on there. We also need to call Ty for an update and to see if he has any more information on the clearing,” Evander says, and then adds, “Whose Wallace?”

“The moose, remember?” Raiden asks.

Van shakes his head, “Nope, I remember the moose, but I don’t remember him being called Wallace. Why do you need to see him?”

“I need to thank him,” I reply. Turning to Raiden, I add, “I’ll come back and grab my stuff after I’m done talking to him.”

“Don’t worry about it. I will transport it all to your room,” Doc interrupts whatever Raiden is about to reply, and his magic builds for a moment before settling again.

“Thank you,” I smile, “I could get used to magic. It comes in handy for a lot of stuff.”

“You’re going to have to,” Ransom grins, “you’re stuck with us now.”

“Doesn’t sound too bad to me,” I reply. “Are you guys still going to be out here when I’m done, or should I meet you inside?”

“We will be inside. We are nearly done anyway, and we need to go over what I mentioned before,” Evander replies.

I nod and then head around to the front of the house. The whole property is surrounded on all sides by woodland, so technically, I could have called Wallace near the garages, but for some reason, I prefer to go around the front of the house and call him where I did the very first time. Probably because they all came when I called from there, and despite the fact that it worked that time, I am worried that it won’t work this time. If I end up looking like an idiot shouting off into the woods, then at least if I am around the front of the house, the guys aren’t within earshot or sight.

I would rather only embarrass myself in front of the forest creatures and not in front of the very delicious men that I live with.

I get closer to the tree line than I did the first time that I spoke to Wallace and the other spirit guides. Although they didn’t say anything that time, only Wallace did.

I feel just as ridiculous as I did the first time when I say, “Wallace, I was wondering if I could talk to you? I have no idea what I’m doing right now or how to summon you guys, and I feel a little ridiculous.”

Okay, so more words came out of my mouth than I intended to then, I meant to ask if he could come see me, I didn’t mean to add all of that extra stuff too.

Wallace steps out of the woods before I can stress about it too much. I am reasonably sure that he doesn’t live there, despite the fact that he is a moose. I’m not sure where he lives, but I assume that he only appears to me in this form since he is a spirit guide. So maybe he lives on one of the levels in the spirit realm and then just shows up here when he’s doing spirit guide shit. That’s definitely something that I need to ask Winston about, if I remember, which, let’s face it, is pretty unlikely.

“Is everything okay?” Wallace asks me.

I realize that I have sort of just been standing and staring at him while my brain goes off a tangent and I wince.

“Sorry, I got distracted by my own brain then,” I explain and then hold up the paper bag, “I got you some cinnamon buns to say thank you for helping Raiden to help me, although I still don’t know what he did.”

Wallace’s eyes fill with amusement, “That is up to him to choose to tell you or not. I appreciate the cinnamon buns, although you didn’t need to do anything to thank me.”

I smile, “I know. Winston said the same thing, but I still wanted to show you that I appreciated it. However, it has just occurred to me that I should probably get something for Winston, too. He seems like the type to get jealous.”

“He is,” Wallace replies, “but I’m sure he doesn’t mind in this instance.”

“Hmm, okay. Well, I’ll think of something.” I reply, and then ask something that I have been curious about, “Where are the other spirit guides? You all helped me to get here, I kind of thought that you would all stick around? Or is it just Winston and you? Not that I mind.”

I force myself to stop talking before I start rambling.

“They are around, and they will be there when you need them. You may not see them for a long time. Spirit guides only come toyou at the right time, Winston and I seem to be more connected to you at this point in your journey.”

“That sort of answers my question but also doesn’t at the same time,” I reply, frowning slightly.

Somehow, Wallace manages to shrug his moose shoulders, and honestly, it looks so weird that I am almost disturbed by the view.

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