Page 28 of Whispered Warnings: Part Two

I try to think of the best way to describe what I mean, “So, it’s kind of difficult to explain, but when Raiden told the prophecy, they got louder and buzzed in excitement like they knew it was about them.”

“Huh,” Raiden says. “That’s really interesting. Does Sully know what they are?”

I pull a face, “I actually haven’t told him.”

“What? Why?” Ransom asks.

“Because I thought I was crazy,” I repeat. I need them to understand that I’m not just saying that as a flippant thing. I was, I am, genuinely concerned that there is something wrong with me.

“How do you feel about asking him now?” Raiden asks me, understanding in his eyes. “I only suggest it because he knows a lot about you and your past, things that you don’t know. He alsoknows who your parents were. He might know, or at least have a very good guess, about what the voices are and how to make them clearer so you can understand them or even stop them.”

I think about his suggestion. He’s not wrong, Sully does know a lot about me. Of course, there is a chance that even if he does know, he won’t be able to tell me because of that stupid silencing spell or whatever the fuck it is that physically stops him from telling me.

At this point though, I have already told the guys, and the chance that he might know something about them so that I don’t have to feel quite so crazy is too much of a temptation.

I nod, “Yeah, okay. Hopefully, he will know something.”

“Will he be at his bar?” Griff asks.

I nod again, “Yeah, he never leaves. He lives there too.”

“Come on then, let’s go and visit him now. The bar should be quiet, and he should be able to talk to us,” Doc replies as he stands up.

“Erm, okay,” I reply, somewhat hesitantly, because this is all moving really quickly.

I bring Betty with me as I follow the rest of the guys through the house and toward the front door, grateful that I left my shoes by the door and I don’t have to go and find them. I feel like if I wander off now, I’m just going to hide in my room and then I’m going to chicken out. The guys will find me curled up under my covers on my bed, and rocking probably.

“It’ll be alright, Neith. Stop looking so worried,” River says to me with a smile as he pulls me under his arm and squeezes me tightly before we get in the van.

“I hope so,” I reply.

Griff takes a seat next to me and surprises me when he takes my hand in his, “It will be fine. Hopefully, you will get some answers about what kind of supe you are.”

“I’m not going to hold my breath, but that would be nice,” I admit with a smile.

This is going a lot better than I thought it would. I felt for sure that they would be at least looking at me like I’m weird, but they aren’t. They listened without judgment, and now they are trying to come up with a way to get answers for me. I have to admit that it’s slightly strange. They are giving me total and complete acceptance, and it’s not actually something that I even considered would happen, which means I don’t know how to deal with it.

“We’re here,” Doc grins. He looks at Reed, “You’re going to need to pull your magic back while we’re out there, or everyone will hit the floor.”

“Will they?” Raiden asks, immediately getting side tracked, “Or is it like us and everyone will just get used to it?”

Reed frowns. “When Draith spoke to me, he said that it must be exhausting to keep a hold of it around everyone, but I didn’t need to lock it down when I was with the dragons. He then said, just like I don’t need to be around you guys. He didn’t realize that I didn’t know that you could get used to my magic, and I’m not even sure whether you have just gotten used to it because of exposure or if it’s because you are all as strong as you are, and that’s why you are okay with it.”

“Well, the best person to ask is probably Draith,” I point out. The distraction in conversation is giving me a welcome reprieve from what we are about to do and how nervous I am about it. I continue, “I have been to the keep. It’s fucking huge and in the middle of the mountains. Honestly, it’s one of my favorite places to be.”

River starts bouncing with excitement, “Do you think he would mind if we all came? The only dragons we know are the Draconian team, and they are assholes.”

I nod with a smile, “Yeah, I don’t see why that would be a problem. I will ask him about arranging a trip there on the next poker night.”

“Thank you,” Reed tells me sincerely.

I grin, “Honestly, I always look for an excuse to go to the keep. You’ll see why when you go. I can introduce you to a few people as well.”

Evander rolls his eyes, “Of course, you are friends with more than one dragon.”

I grin, “Well, it would be rude to be in their home and not make friends.”

Plus, they, or rather one in particular, saved my life, but that’s a whole other story and one that we really don’t have time to get into right now.

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