“He’s already on it. Malcolm got in touch with Levi, who called Kashton and gave him all the details Brianna could provide.”
“Brianna?” I exclaim.
“She somehow was able to reach Malcolm telepathically. We’re not sure how. Declan is losing it and if he’s too far gone, he may not have heard her, but Malcolm picked up the signal instead, thank the gods and goddesses.”
“She’s alive,” I say with a small bit of relief.
He sighs. “She’s alive, but it sounds like she’s scared. She could have the baby any day. How the fuck does that happen?”
“Dark potions. Ones that I wouldn’t even consider dabbling in, but that clearly didn’t stop Grey. He’s accelerated everything,and it sounds like if we don’t get to her, if we don’t save her first, he’ll kill her, and Declan won’t stand a chance.”
“He might not stand a chance as it is. Malcolm can barely get him to think clearly. Brianna's the only thing he’s holding on to, but I don’t know how long that’s going to last if he can’t touch her.”
“We haven’t lost a dragon to the craze in a long time and we’re not going to start now. He has a mate. She’s having his baby. We’re going to find her and fix this fucking disaster.”
Ash sounds defeated when he says, “I hope so, Sy. We need a win. I’m failing my clan, the dragons who are willing to change and grow, and my own fucking brother.”
“You’re not failing him. This wasn’t something any of us could plan for. Why would he want a baby dragon shifter? What could that possibly get him?”
He doesn’t answer, because we don’t know. But whatever it is, it can’t be good.
“I’ll catch a flight to Montreal. Can you meet me? Or is Malcolm going to be my backup in this?” I pull up my laptop, starting to look for flights. “Tell Kashton to send me any information he finds.”
“Is there anything I could get you for you to portal there? Do we have enough time for you to fly before he sets off her labor?”
I cringe and rub my temple trying to keep the growing headache at bay. “I really don’t know, but if Grey does happen to be there, I don’t want to waste any of my reserves on a portal when a flight will get me there in just a few more hours.”
I don’t mention that I’m already feeling drained, that I haven’t felt up to full strength in months. It’s not worth the breath it would take, especially since we’re all stressed out, tired, and overworked.
Ash more than most.
“See if you can do a spell or anything before you go, to find out what condition she’s in or a location. Declan needs her.”
“I know, Ash. We’ll get her back, and we’ll save them both.”
I don’t have any idea how we’re going to do either of those things. If Declan is really as close to the craze as it sounds, I don’t know if there’s any force in the world strong enough to bring him back. Not even Brianna.
Chapter
Forty
BRIANNA
Malcolm?I tentatively reach out to my mate’s brother, needing connection to anyone safe, anyone not here.
The pain is getting worse, to the point where I don’t know how much more I can take. How much more my body can take.
“Hold on, baby, just a little longer. I’m going to find out where our family is, and we’re going to get out of here.” I wrap my hands around my belly, trying to hold myself together.
Malcolm doesn’t answer, and I let out a frustrated groan as I rifle through my bathroom until I find a container of bobby pins.
I’m getting out of here. Now. I can’t wait for a savior. I can’t even wait to make sure I get Donna out.
Not if I’m going into labor.
I drag over my desk chair, knowing there’s no way I can squat or bend over to get these locks picked.
With a deep breath, I start in on the first one. The simpler of the two—a standard interior room lock, but the handle’s been swapped around so that the button lock is on the outside to keep me in, rather than allowing me to keep people out.