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He whined. “We didn’t know,” he said urgently. “We were with you when they came up with the plan to keep you here. I swear, I swear on my shifter form that I didn’t know.”

I believed him, but I still didn’t turn around.

“I’m going to get you out,” he whispered.

“How long have I been asleep?”

“Four days.”

Sucking in a sharp breath, my chest hurt at the betrayal.

“My parents?”

“We haven’t heard from them.”

Fuck.

Getting back to my feet, I approached the cell door. “How are you going to get me out? I thought only my parents could open these cells.”

“I helped your dad one time and he gave me the ability to open them. It wasn’t revoked because we both forgot about it.”

“If you do this, he’s going to punish you.” While I wanted to be free, to help my parents, I needed him to be sure about helping me.

“A punishment from my king is better than you thinking that I could ever betray you like this.”

“Does Trey know you’re here?” I asked, scowling as I recalled him stopping Kayden and Mason.

“He knows I left, but since he’s not a hybrid, I thought it best to keep him in the dark as to my plans so the others couldn’t get it from him and he won’t be in trouble of helping you when he’s not a hybrid.”

“I need stuff to take to Jol,” I said.

“We don’t have time to go back to the house. Riddick, Branson, and Triston are there, growling and pacing. I grabbed the necklace, though.” He held up the towel-wrapped necklace. “Since we can’t make portals.”

While I still suspected that the Grand Advisor was listening to us, it was necessary to find a portal.

“Okay, let me out,” I said.

Mason reached forward, pressing his fingers against the lock, and whispered something beneath his breath. The cell unlocked and the door swung open.

Stepping out, I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him. “Thank you.”

“Let’s go,” he said urgently and set the necklace in my hand.

I put it on and it sent a deep vibration throughout my body. There, at the edge of my mental barriers, I felt the siren magic intruding.

So, he was definitely a siren, then.

Mason slung a bag over his shoulder. “I have a few plants in here, and some snacks for us, but this was all I could bring.”

I nodded. “It’s fine.” Gripping the necklace, I whispered, “Please, please let a portal appear.” Admitting I knew it was him would give us away, so I needed to be sure to keep up the act.

Mason pushed open the external door of the basement at the top of the stairs that led into the barn. Poking his head out, he looked and said, “Clear.”

We hurried up into the barn, closing the door behind us, and a portal opened next to me.

I gripped Mason’s hand, and we stepped through the portal.

“Lily!” Branson roared from the basement.

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