Page 52 of Her Forbidden Shifters
“Ah, right,” I said. “What was going on when he called the last time? It seemed more important than to just have us sitting here in perpetual silence, doing nothing but waiting on them.”
Liam shrugged. “You know as much as I do. At this point, it’s a waiting game. We just need to make the best of it.”
I nodded, but I was bound and determined to do something rather than nothing. And I needed something to drink. “Do you think I would get zapped again if I made some coffee?”
I had allowed my curiosities regarding Savannah’s trinkets and crystals, and other little knick-knacks get the better of me. I was touching them. And with the protections she had in her house, got zapped for not having permission to do so.
Liam tossed his hands into the air and let them drop. He refused to meet my gaze. “Probably not, but never know unless you try.”
“True,” I said and stood up from the chair. I straightened out my pants and then headed into the kitchen.
Finding the coffee and everything else that I needed was easy enough. Savannah kept everything near the coffee maker itself. About a minute later, the pot was brewing, and I leaned against the counter, glaring at the broken clock. The time was all wrong. But it appeared more decorative than useful. And the term decorative was used loosely. It appeared archaic in a way. Circular as most clocks were, but there were moon phases on the front that changed as time passed.
I shook my head. Savannah must have had a special attachment to the thing. Otherwise, I couldn’t see why she would keep something so broken and out of sync.
Jacob’s phone rang again. The chime filtered all the way from within the living room. Not that it was all that far from the kitchen, but with how thick the silence was… the ringtone sounded obnoxiously loud. I headed to the doorway leading out of the kitchen and watched as Liam quickly glanced at it and then answered the call.
“Are you on your way?” he asked.
While he waited for a response I walked farther into the room and stood on the other side of the chair, waiting to be let in on the latest news.
From where I was sitting and judging by the sounds coming from the other end of the line, they weren’t on their way at all. In fact, I believed they were held up by something massively destructive.
My eyebrows drew together as I put together the pieces of my own little puzzle. With Liam’s look of determination, the chaos bleeding from the line, and the lack of Savvy’s and Jacob’s presence, something wasn’t right.
Jacob’s voice filtered over the line, but I couldn’t pick up everything he was saying. Something about Avery’s being a bust. Other noises bled through the line. This time, it sounded like a struggle. Banging echoed. Something large and metallic. Another sound clashed with it… possibly stone. Grunts and electrical sounds broke through too.
Liam sat up and faced me. His eyes were wide, his lips were pressed together into a tight line.
His face matched what I already knew.
Avery’s place turned out to be a trap after all, and now Jacob and Savvy were battling against the people responsible for taking my sister. I knew it had to be them because they were the only ones as of late trying to make my life a living nightmare. They had crossed a line that should have never been crossed.
Those people were going to find out really damn quickly how seriously fed up I was. Because I refused to lose another person that I loved to them. And I was going to do whatever it took to make sure that didn’t happen.
Liam stood up and started pacing the living room holding the phone up to his ear. He kept screaming Jacob’s name into the line, clearly never getting a response.
Things apparently weren’t going well for them. And I had heard all I needed to. The second Liam’s back was turned toward me, I snuck out of the door. I might not have had much time before the old man had caught up to me, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t about to stand around and wait for news of her almost dying again.
This time, I was going to be there. And I hoped I made it before Savvy got seriously hurt.
21
SAVANNAH
My element of surprise had ended when it came to getting an upper hand with this fight. I had hoped I could end the fight before now, but my luck had run out. I barely had a chance to truly tap into my power, even with their unusual ability to block my magic, when a large, electrical bolt of light shot toward me from the hands of one of the three attackers facing me.
I gasped as I watched the bright blue streak head straight for my head. I barely dodged the attack in time by rolling to the ground, avoiding the attack with milliseconds to spare. When I stood back on my feet, I stared at my three foes. The shock of what just happened had set in. Their use of magic was a new development. One I never thought was possible and came with a host of complications. And it couldn’t have come at a worse time.
Whoever these people were, they weren’t messing around. Not only were they able to block my magic, for the most part, and they were also somehow able to stop Jacob’s shift, but they could also use magic against us.
Talk about upping the stakes.
This fight just got a whole lot harder.
These assholes weren’t going to back down until Jacob and I were taken completely out of the equation. And now that I witnessed for myself that they could use magic, it was going to be all that much harder keeping things concealed from the innocent bystanders. The humans who didn’t know anything about magic and shifters. Even despite the highway on the other side of Avery’s apartment building covering up most of the sounds of our battle, their magic was raw and loud.
It was bound to draw someone’s attention.
