“You selfish prick! I always knew you’d try to steal her for yourself!” Declan yanked on my foot, trying to pull me away from Ryan.
Quinn grabbed my dress and yanked, trying to get me away from Ryan. But all he did was tear my sleeve.
“I haven’t even gotten a chance—” Blue punched Quinn in the face.
They’d gone mad. Angry. Like some kind of spell…
Shite!
“Stop! Stop it all of you!” I shot out a burst of peace, stunning all of them. I struggled down from Ryan’s arms, ignoring the gashes in my arms. The peace made them complacent. But who knew how long it would last? What was happening? What kind of spell was this? I went from knight to knight, standing on tip-toe so I could stroke their cheeks. We couldn’t go into battle like this. Not jealous. Not divided. “We’re a family,” I whispered. “You all are like brothers.”
“Not me,” Blue muttered.
I grabbed his hand and shot another bolt of peace into him, until I saw his eyes relax.
Then, with my men temporarily pacified, my eyes scanned the dark water. My skin tingled. I felt certain someone was watching us. But where were they?
In the distance, I saw figures. And I thought I heard a faint sound. A song.
Shite. We hadn’t put wax or cloth in our ears.
Idiot, Bloss! I raged at myself.
I turned to General Enderson and screamed, “Sirens!”