Page 90 of A Highland Gargoyle's Lucky Star
I pull out my phone and send a quick answering text.
Me:Sorry I dropped the communication ball. I’m okay! A lot has happened, and some big changes are on the horizon for me. Once you land, pleasecatch the train to Inverness. I’ll pick you up at the station. Love you guys.
I’m about to ask Elryk if we can take turns blowing one another to help me feel even better when an alarm blares throughout the castle.
Instinctively, I cover my ears while Elryk leaps into action.
When he pulls a motherfreaking broadsword out of his closet, all myHighlanderfantasies are once again activated.
“So fucking sexy,” I whisper.
“Come on, we need to head to the battlement,” he urges. He grabs my hand and drags me out of the room, down the hall, and up a hidden flight of stairs to the castle’s rooftop.
“Don’t you need a shield with that sword?” I’m not sure why it’s the first thing I ask him, but it seems important.
He gives me a cocky grin. “I don’t need a shield, sweetheart. Iamthe bloody shield.”
I try not to swoon on the spot while my cock decides to perk up and say hello.
Once again, this is neither the time nor the place.
A creepy chorus of hundreds of flapping wings draws my gaze to the sky, where a swarm of flying creatures coming straight toward us black out the moon.
Alfred Hitchcock got it right withThe Birds. So fucking terrifying.
As the swarm gets closer, a horrific screeching noise that’s so much worse than the alarm I heard only moments ago fills the air. The sound chills me to my very core and roots me to the spot, unable to move or speak.
“The Sluagh,” Elryk murmurs in a dark tone.
Yeah, I kinda figured that one out the hard way.
Finally, I’m able to move. I take a trembling step closer to him. “What do we need to do?”
He plants a quick kiss on my forehead. “Brave and beautiful, that’s what you are.” He looks down along the castle ramparts and to the ground, where gargoyles wait in formation, weapons at the ready.
“All you need to do is tap into the line and keep sending magical energy to our forces. I’ll protect you.”
“And me,” Braewyn says, joining his best friend with a confident swagger and a deadly-looking spear in his hands. He twirls it around with the greatest of ease.
“You’re gonna knock your mate’s socks off with that move someday,” I tell him.
He grins. “Ta, darlin’.”
Not to be outdone, and no doubt spurred on by some low-key competitive vibes, Elryk does a couple of fancy moves with his sword that get me all hot and bothered.
“That’s dead sexy, babe.”
He preens.
More screeching from above ends our moment of levity and we take up our defensive positions.
Elryk moves in front of me, and Braewyn positions himself behind me.
“I guess it’s time to do my thing.” I close my eyes to block out the terrifying creatures that are getting ever closer to us and search for the resonance of the ley line node once more.
Come on, mental tentacles. Don’t fail me now.
After a short time, I’m sweating bullets, but I finally tap that ley line ass!
