Page 59 of Cam's Treasure

I needed to get up, get the hell out of here, and figure out how to get my coat back.

I glanced up as I sensed movement, and realized Cam and Micah had moved away, murmuring to each other in voices low enough I couldn't hear them. My focus shifted from them to the third man, Ember, as he moved away from the tree he'd been leaning against and made his way to me.

Holding a hand out, he asked, "May I help you up?"

Ember

Our mate was scared. It was easy to see in the drawn look on his face, in the way he scowled or glared at us as if warning us to stay back. He was like a wounded animal, and I wanted nothing more than to comfort him.

Whatever he'd thought a moment before had hurt Micah. He hadn't said what, but it wasn't hard to tell he was hurting, and even though I wanted to pull him into a tight hug and tell him it was okay, Kai needed our help too.

So I trusted Cam to take care of Micah like he had all this time, and turned my attention to Kai.

His long, dark hair clung to his face and shoulders, the white linen shirt he wore almost see-through in its wet condition, a few torn holes giving off peeks of his dark skin. His deep brown eyes watched me carefully as he slowly placed his cold palm in mine. I closed my hand around his, then helped him up, shivering at how cold his skin felt. How wasn't he freezing to death? There was no way he was human.

Once he was upright, I let his hand go, and he stuffed both his hands into the pockets of his wet pants. If I wasn't so worriedabout him, I'd think about how sexy he looked with his clothes all soaked.

"Does your head hurt?" I asked, examining the furrow between his brows. He'd hit his head pretty hard, and since I couldn't sense his magic, I had to wonder if his powers were subdued for some reason, and if so, did that mean he couldn't heal fast like most supes either?

"Yeah. It's getting better, though. Thanks for pulling me out."

"That was all Cam," I said with a smile, and his eyes slid to Cam and Micah before returning to me.

"If you could show me the way out of these woods, I'll get out of your hair."

I blinked, then shook my head. Of course he was thinking of leaving. What did I expect? If he couldn't sense our magic, there was a very real possibility he couldn't sense we were his mates either.

"We'll help you, of course, but there's something you should know."

He stiffened, taking a step back, and I grabbed his arm as he tripped, keeping him from falling.

The look on his face was almost comical in its surprise, like he'd never tripped before and didn't like the sensation at all.

There were very few species who were dexterous and had good enough balance to avoid tripping their whole lives, and I wondered if Kai was one of them.

"What is it?" he demanded, and I realized I'd gotten distracted.

"Cam, Micah, and I are your mates."

Maybe I should've phrased it better, or taken my time slowly explaining it, but it was out now, and there was nothing I could do.

Kai blinked, then blinked some more. His eyes slid from Cam to Micah to me, and he shook his head.

"I would sense it, if it was true." Even he sounded doubtful, and I gave him a soft smile, feeling for him. I couldn't imagine what it would feel like to lose my powers. Even after I was reborn, I still had most—I just didn't have the mental capacity to use them.

"You can't sense my magic, can you? Or Micah's?"

Kai frowned, then shook his head. "Not without my full powers."

"May I ask how you lost them?"

His eyes flashed, anger quickly filling his face. "I didn't lose them. He stole them. He stole my coat."

Ah, that answered it.

"You're a selkie," I murmured, and he nodded reluctantly.

Selkies without their coats were very vulnerable, and I was filled with the urge to wrap him up and hide him away safely until we retrieved his coat.

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