Page 62 of Visions of You
Keegan froze. He didn't want to discuss his mate with Mordyn, not now, not like this. But after everything that had happened, didn't he owe his friend the truth?
"Yes," he said eventually, the word dragging out of him like it had hooks. "He is."
Mordyn's gaze bored into him, intense and searching. "Then why haven't you completed the bond?"
Keegan looked away. "It's complicated."
"Uncomplicate it for me."
Keegan's jaw clenched. "I can't."
"Can't or won't?"
"Does it matter?" Keegan snapped, frustration boiling over. "It's not happening."
"It should," Mordyn said. "You know what will happen if you complete the bond. You'll be more powerful than you've ever been. Powerful enough to see who's got Apollo."
Keegan didn't know how to respond to that. Mordyn was right. Once they were bonded, drinking from Jaron would make Keegan more powerful. He might be able to see things more clearly than he had before. His predictions would become more accurate.
But Keegan remembered being a freshly turned vampire and how much his powers had overwhelmed him during those early years, constantly showing him things he didn't want to see, even when he wasn't trying to look, starting with the vision of his own death.
He'd gotten his powers under control, for the most part, but it had taken a long time, and an increase in base power might just wrest control away from him all over again.
Frankly, he didn't want greater powers than he already had.
But how to explain that to Mordyn when Mordyn only wanted him to find his mate?
"It's complicated," he said again, lamely.
"You're gonna stick with that?" Mordyn stared at him. "My mate is missing. Taken by some psychopath doing gods know what to him. And you're telling me you have the power to find him, but you won't use it because it's complicated?"
"Mordyn," Altair said again, warningly. "Keegan is doing what he can. We will all do what we can."
Mordyn wasn't pleased. "Fuck that," he bit out. "Fuck both of you." With that, he stomped out of the office, looking as if he was going to charge right out of the building as well, even though the sun was still up.
Keegan wanted to hurry after him, but Altair stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. "Leave him."
Keeagan's fists clenched. That was probably sound advice. Mordyn needed to cool off and there was nothing Keegan could do to help with that. But still… "This is my fault," he admitted. "I have to fix it."
Altair raised an eyebrow at that. "Did you kidnap Apollo?"
"Of course not."
"Then it isn't your fault."
Keegan huffed. It wasn't that simple, but Altair wouldn't understand and obviously didn't want to understand. "I'm still going to fix it," Keegan said, because he knew that itwashis fault, and because Mordyn was his friend.
"What are you going to do?" Altair asked.
"I don't know yet, but I'll figure something out."
Altair nodded. "I'll leave you to it, but do keep me updated on any useful information you uncover."
"Of course." Keegan turned to leave but paused in the doorway. "Alt?"
"Hm?" Altair had sat back down at his desk, and he looked as if he was about to call in some other vampires to coordinate their search for Apollo.
"I think it would be best if you and Sven stayed at the club."
