Page 181 of Rose and Shadows
Kind of pointless from an auditory perspective because he was surrounded by three beings with acute vampire hearing. It was probably so that he could focus through not touching me, or letting the emotion of almost seeing me die settle while we were still not done with this shitshow.
“My estimates have your recovery window marked as an hour,” Ryker spoke. “Is that accurate?”
“The fact you haveestimateson me is a mixture of disturbing and flattering, Ry. But, yeah, within an hour I’ll be back to full power.”
“Then we’ll hold him off in the meantime, then you make your move.”
“I’ll take that motherfucker out and—” Sylas lurched and grabbed at his head.
“Get out! Get the fuck out!”he was yelling then, before his power sparked and then he was blinking and shaking his head.
“What was that?” I asked.
“Morien was just in my head,” he told me, his gaze only on me.
His really intense, fearful gaze.
“What is it?” I asked, grasping his arm. “What did he communicate to you?”
“When he had me weakened back there, it impacted something, one of my spells, one of the only longstanding ones that I couldn’t use Methuselah Root to maintain even if I fall or if I’m drained… one not like the others. It’s back up now, but while it weakened, he felt it, Lazriel.” He grasped my shoulders. “He felt it.”
“He—” The realization slammed into me. “No. No, he didn’t. He can’t. Sylas, no.”
Emotion welled in his eyes, as he forced himself to put it out there for both of us to hear, to make it a reality we didn’t want to be real, but fucking was. “He knows about our baby.”
Fuck.
Fucking shit.
No. No. No.
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~Velra~
The pangs finally stopped.
Holy fuck.
They’d just kept coming over and over.
Lazriel and Sylas—their distress, pain, fear, suffering.
They’d been in danger.
Horrific fucking danger.
From what I’d felt, and what I knew Cassius was feeling too while up at Haven Initiative overseeing the siphoning with Ketheron and the Celestial children, it had seemed like they’d been on the edge of fucking death.
But now… now it had finally ceased.
“Velra?”
I raised my head from my crouched position on the grass to see Rhyza eyeing me with concern as she knelt in front of me, stroking my back soothingly like she had been since this had started.
It had been so intense that she’d had to pull me off the battlefield, and we were a hundred feet away.
That hadn’t stopped attacks from coming our way, though, and she’d had to beat several back.
