Page 86 of Savage Fate

For one, the person I’d experienced the vision through didn’t feel like a shifter. And two, the world around me didn’t look like Earth.

And there had been something familiar about that voice. Did I know the nightworlder?

Too bad I didn’t get much to go on to identify him.

If this was related to the culprits behind the murdered shifters, there might be a chance they weren’t only going after our kind. The man could have been a witch, fae, or even a demon.

As the images and fear faded, I turned over, already sensing that Fane wasn’t in bed. To make matters worse, I didn’t feel his presence anywhere in the vicinity.

He left Blackwater Falls.

Without me.

Chapter

Twenty-Six

I sat up in bed,searching the room for any sign of Fane’s things. Had last night’s incident been the last straw? Was he too afraid to be around me now?

Pangs assaulted my heart. It must have taken a lot of strength to leave me in Blackwater Falls.

It would have taken even more to stay.

I forced back the unshed tears, closed my eyes, and willed my consciousness to leave my body to find him. The prick could have at least left a note.

The bond had no problem dragging my incorporeal form through the air at warp speed until I plopped down in the back seat of Fane’s Dodge Charger. Sensing my presence, his gaze lifted to the rearview mirror, cursing as his fingers tightened on the steering wheel.

“Did you really think you could just leave me?” I leaned between the seats, glaring. “Is that your plan? To leave me in Blackwater Falls with Saint so I decide to be with him instead?”

“No!”

Logan stiffened in the passenger seat, almost spilling his soda. “What’s wrong?” He peered out the windows at the scenic view of trees on either side of the road. “Is something out there?”

“Nothing. I just…” Fane angled his head to look at me. “Tate is pissed.”

The high demon let out a loud laugh. “As she should be. Kind of a dick move, Mav. Wait…” Logan peered into the seemingly empty backseat. “Is she here? Can you see her?”

“She’s in the back seat.” Fane rolled his shoulders, trying to release the tension. “Staring daggers at me.”

Logan fully angled toward the back, grinning. “Hey, roomie. This wasn’t my idea. I told him to bring you with us, but you know how stubborn he is.”

“You’re smarter than Fane. He should listen to you.”

“Well, what is she saying?” Logan asked.

“She says hi.”

I flicked Fane’s bicep. “I said a little more than that.”

The demon shifter jammed his fingers through his hair, his mismatched eyes swiveling between the road and me. “I’m sorry, Teague. I just needed to do this without you.”

“And what exactly are you doing?”

A long pause stretched before he answered. “We’re going to Illyria. The witches can try to break Kaspin’s enchantment now.”

My heart jumped into my throat, and I lurched forward, nearly crawling into the front seat. “Why didn’t you tell me? And why wouldn’t you let me come?”

“Because I don’t know what will happen.”His nostrils flared.“This might not even work.”

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