Page 20 of Saved By Her Guardian
“I heard you found your truemate,” Heath said.
They walked out of the main building and headed to the magical perimeter that surrounded the entire town of Northernmost, beginning the first of many treks around it.
“Yeah, it was pretty wild,” he said.He told Heath how he and Aralyn had met and how she’d shown up that morning unannounced, freaking everyone out.
“That’s damn cool, congrats.”
“Any romance on your horizon?”
“Nah.Well, I mean, I hope so, but nothing so far.I definitely want to wait for my truemate, even if it is fun to play the field.”
He understood that feeling.He’d had those same thoughts himself once upon a time, but after a while, the one-nighters lost their appeal and he just didn’t bother with them.
While they walked along the line of the magical perimeter, which made everything on the other side look oddly hazy, they kept their eyes and ears tuned for anything out of the ordinary.Frost had done some crazy shit over the years trying to get through their defenses, including sending a stampeding group of moose through the perimeter, throwing a bomb through the Portal, and magically tagging the Portal itself so he could track those who used it.
He usually didn’t bother trying to get to the Well outside of December, because December was when Santa used the majority of his magic and was most vulnerable.Knowing that he’d been actively abducting witches and warlocks to steal their magic and turn them into mindless minions who followed him without question made Maverick think about Aralyn.But Frost didn’t mess with reapers because their magic was too neutral and didn’t replenish his dark magic the way good magic users did.
He and Heath talked occasionally about the mundane goings-on in Northernmost, but mostly they were silent as they trekked around the town.His thoughts drifted frequently to Aralyn, and the more that the night dragged on, the more his thoughts stayed on her.
Was she okay?
He took out his phone as they reached the Portal and sent a text.
Hi, sweetheart, just thinking of you.How is your night going?
He waited, staring at the screen.
“What are you going to do?”Heath asked.
Maverick looked up at him.“About?”
“When we’re through the holidays and you can leave Northernmost.Are you going to drop out of the Guardians?Would Aralyn move up here?”
“I don’t know,” he said.“She has to reap souls, so she needs to be assigned somewhere.Right now she’s in a cemetery as punishment because she didn’t want to take her assignment, but she can’t stay there forever.”
“Damn,” Heath said.“But couldn’t she just use the Portal to go reap souls?Does she have to live in the area where she reaps?”
Maverick looked up from the screen.“I don’t know, actually.”
“Just a thought.”
She hadn’t answered his text and concern poked at him, but he couldn’t do anything about it right now.They’d agreed to talk in the morning, and she might not have her phone on her.
Tucking his phone into his pocket, he walked away from the Well with Heath, his thoughts on his mate.
* * *
An hour later, Maverick’s walkie squawked.
“Maverick.”
“Hey, it’s Sebastian.Can you meet Drea and Eira and escort them to the Well to replenish their magic?”
“Sure, where are they?”
“They’re opening the door of the cafeteria now.”
He and Heath turned to see the light as the door swung open and two figures appeared.“We see them,” Maverick said.
