“Tell me, Nizhoni, does this feel like a dream?”he asked, getting closer now so I could smell the spicy clean scent of his skin.
His eyes glittered dangerously as his lips hovered so close to mine.I’d never wanted anything as much as I wanted his mouth on mine.But right before our lips could meet, something happened, and I felt as though I’d been hurled from the top story of a skyscraper.I reared up, gasping and clutching my hands on my chest as I took in all the worried faces around me.
“Where’d you go?”Jade asked, her eyes round with worry.
And that was the million dollar question, wasn’t it?
Where had I gone?
CHAPTER4
When I first opened myeyes, I was beyond confused.I didn’t feel rested or refreshed like I should after sleeping.Instead, I felt angsty and kind of resentful at being torn out of my dream.
“Enid, hey, where’d you go right now?”Jade repeated.
“What are you talking about, I was sleeping!And I was having a really good dream, you guys!”I whined.
But everyone in the room was staring at me like I’d grown an extra head or something.All I knew was my head ached, and I was parched.I must have said that last bit out loud because next thing I knew, Rio was handing me a glass of water.
“Drink this,” she said, her tone betraying her own worry.
The differences between my dreamscape and my bedroom in dorm 563W were huge.The walls were still the same plain white as when I’d moved into this room after sharing with Jade when I’d first arrived at Westwood.
Where was dream boy?
There had been something about him I couldn’t get out of my head.I missed him, crazy as that sounded.He’d put my soul at ease.That was the only way I could explain it.
“Why are you all in my room?”I asked.
“Well, you crashed as soon as you got home and I came in to check on you,” Jade began, her cheeks burning pink.“But, well, you weren’t in your bed.Not exactly.”
“What?”
“When Jade entered your room, she found you levitating about three feet above the bed,” Arlo told me bluntly.
“Levitating?”
“Yes, and that’s not all.You were talking, Enid, but in a language none of us had ever heard.”
“That’s ridiculous,” I said, shaking my head.“I don’t speak any other language.”
“Well, you kinda do,” Rio mumbled, taking her cell phone out of her pocket, and replaying the video she’d taken of me.
Holy.Fuck.
I was floating, or levitating, just like Jade said.Purple mists swirled around me, and my entire body seemed to be glowing.In the video, I turned my head and opened my eyes.They were completely white and shining like fluorescent bulbs.And yeah, I was talking.I don’t know what I was saying, but it was clearly not in English.
My pulse raced and fear filled me as I watched the video replay for the tenth time.Jade set a mug of steaming tea beside me, mothering a natural instinct for the earth witch.Tana stood by the window, watching her mate fly by her in dragon form as he tended his duties as a sentinel.
I never tired of watching the shifters in their animal forms.It was something I found immensely curious and wonderful.Like it was this terrific secret we all got to share.Brandon was the only dragon on campus who was permitted to shift so close to the school buildings, but Armstrong allowed it since, as a mated male, his instincts were stronger than most to protect the place where his mate lived.
Maia paced, waiting for Enok to come back from the library.The mage was one of my first friends at Westwood, and I valued any light he could shed on this conundrum.He had hurried off to the archives once they had all made sure I was not under any bewitchment.
I had already apologized profusely when I understood my roommates had only swarmed my room because they thought I was under some sort of magical attack.I felt guilty about whining and snapping at them for waking me up like I was a spoiled child instead of a woman on the cusp of her twenty-first birthday.
They were just looking out for me, like they always did.I was luckier than most, and knowing that, I patiently answered all the questions they threw at me in rapid fire.
No, I was not on any drugs.