Page 40 of Whispered Warnings: Part Two

“What is it?” Raiden asks curiously.

“It’s a carving of the creature that bit me,” I say and then because the guys all tense, I add, “it’s not meant as a threat.”

“Are you sure?” Reed asks.

“It seems pretty threatening to me,” Griff comments, looking unimpressed.

I frown but nod, “Yeah, I’m sure. I can’t explain it, but when I was there, I tried my hardest not to hurt the creature even though it had its teeth in my shoulder.”

Raiden frowns, “That is a strange reaction to have. We know that you have some pretty amazing instincts though so if that’s what your instincts were telling you then it must have been for a reason.”

I nod, “I agree with you. We’re just unlikely to know what that reason is since I have no plans to go back there.”

The supernatural that I saw just as I launched myself through the door, the one that I winked at, flashes through my mind, and I find myself more disappointed than I probably should be, and I’m not going to see him again. Which is ridiculous on so many levels, including how the fuck would I find him again anyway? I only have a brief image in my mind, and quite frankly, sexy as fuck is a reasonably subjective descriptor and not one that’s likely to find him for me if I ever do end up there again.

“It’s incredibly well-detailed,” Evander says as he takes it from me.

I frown, “The question is, why have they given it to me?”

“Well, the note said that it was to say sorry, didn’t it?” River asks me.

I nod, “Yeah, but after our first encounter, I’m not inclined to trust them.”

“Fair enough,” he replies. “Maybe they saw your massive power boom when you fell into the ward, and now, they know that you are super strong; they are really worried about you coming for them for sending you to another realm?”

Ransom nods, “I bet that’s it actually. They’re just trying to get in your good books, so you don’t smite them.”

“I can’t smite them, even if I wanted to. My magic is still taking its damn time to reveal itself fully.”

“True,” Griff replies. “But they now know how strong you will be, and they know that you are mad at them already.”

“Well, if that is true, there’s one really quick way that they can get back in my good books and that’s by telling me why,” I say and then sigh as I continue, “Although, I’m getting the feeling that won’t be happening any time soon.”

“Probably not,” Van agrees. “Shall we go back to the library and see if we can find anything?”

I nod, “Sure. I’m going to look up my sword, I think. I want to see if there is any information on it.”

“Good idea,” Evander replies.

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We have been back in the library for a while now. The guys are mostly researching the language in the book and trying to see what it is so that we can read it. Griff has gone back to looking into the kelpies and how we can bond with them, he keeps telling us random facts about them and it’s really interesting.

He hasn’t found out too much about what happens when they bond with a supernatural, but it’s not because the information is hidden from us. It’s just because it’s so rare that they do. Apparently, the stronger the bond, the more likely you are to get the bridle and even a saddle, which I thought was really cool. He also told us that there were more whistles that we could use to call them other than the one that Sully told us about and that they mean different things and give the kelpie a heads up to what they are walking into. Things like, take your time or, hurry the fuck up and a few others as well. He said that because they are bonded to us, they will be able to spend longer on land than normal kelpies because they will get their strength from us, which I thought was pretty cool.

It's slow going with the research on the enchanted objects just because there is so much to go through. It may be rare to receive an enchanted object, but they aren’t a rare thing. There are actually thousands, possibly tens of thousands, of enchanted objects of all kinds that exist, they are just really choosy about who they allow to use them—the objects, not some governing body. The objects come and go as they please, and from what I have read, no one can tell why or what makes them choose a particular person.

I’m slowly making my way through the book when I finally find Asael. I can’t fucking believe it, I’ve actually found answers.

“Guys, I’ve found Asael,” I say excitedly.

“Wait, seriously?” River questions, sounding as incredulous as I feel.

I nod, my eyes scanning the page.

“What does it say?” Griff asks curiously.

Everyone stops what they are doing and waits.

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