Page 35 of Whispered Warnings: Part Two

We’re sitting around the huge table, all of us with books stacked in front of us, with a big blown-up page out of the book we are trying to translate that Raiden printed out in the middle of the table. It’s actually nice in a strange way that I can’t quite explain. It just feels nice to be doing this together and not having to try and find answers by myself.

I’m the first one to break the silence that has fallen over all of us when I remember that I wanted to ask Griff a question.

“Why could I hear you?” I ask, with absolutely no other information.

“Hear who?” River asks with a confused frown.

I realize that I started the conversation halfway through because that’s where I was in it and that I need to go back to the beginning to explain to the guys what the hell I am talking about.

“Sorry,” I mutter, and look at Griff, “I heard you. On the night that I got scratched by the hybrid, just before you came into town. You silenced the voices and told me to run.”

“You heard that?” Griff asks with shock clouding his features. “I was really invested in the vision. I don’t get them that often at all, and seeing you get chased terrified me on a level that I didn’t think was possible for a stranger. I wanted to warn you that you needed to fucking run, and I shouted.”

Ransom nods, “He scared the shit out of us. You really heard him?”

I nod, “Yeah. I also heard him when that guy at Bobby’s grabbed my ass.”

Griff smirks, “Yeah, I remember that. I had to remind myself that he was human, and I couldn’t rip his head off his shoulders for touching you.”

I grin as desire thrums through me, making my clit pulse. Why do I find it so hot when guys get violent for me?

“Maybe it’s got something to do with your precog?” Raiden theorizes.

Griff frowns, “Possibly, but my precog isn’t a strong gift of mine, and I only really get two, maybe three visions a year. Plus, I wasn’t having a vision when she heard me the second time. The first time, I remember feeling panicked that the woman with no face was just walking slowly when I could sense the danger rapidly approaching, so I yelled run.”

“Like I said, River and I heard you and wondered what the fuck was wrong,” Ransom replies.

“Exactly, but I wasn’t having a vision the second time. I was just pissed that he was touching her.” Griff looks at me, “Have you heard me since?”

I shake my head, “Nope.”

“So how do we figure it out then?” Van asks.

Griff shrugs, “I would probably need to ask my family. They still have all of our lore.”

“Awesome, can you call them now? It would be nice to get one mystery crossed off without adding another one,” I ask.

Griff shakes his head, looking apologetic, “My family are old school. They don’t have phones, we would have to go and visit them.”

“Where do they live?” I ask, narrowing my eyes. I have a sneaking suspicion that it’s not going to be a thirty-minute drive to get to them.

“Scotland,” Griff replies. “So, not an easy task to complete. Sorry, Neith.”

I grin, “Honestly, don’t worry about it. It’s not a concerning thing that we need to figure out, and we can add it to the list of things that we need to figure out eventually.”

“I like Scotland,” Reed says.

“Me too,” River adds.

Evander looks thoughtful for a moment, “Maybe we should plan a trip when everything calms down a bit.”

“Sounds good to me,” Griff agrees. “I haven’t been back to see my family for a long time, but it’s probably about time I went and visited.”

“I would love to meet them,” I say with a smile, and he nods.

“Has anyone found anything yet?” River asks, changing the subject as he stretches and reveals a strip of tanned and very toned stomach.

Yum.

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