They both look at me with concern and I think they are going to fight me pushing this. I know it’s going to be hard, but when has anything I have ever done not been hard? Never. Obviously, I was designed more like a cat than a dog and we are going to use all nine of my lives before this is over.
Somehow I think they are having a private conversation, but I didn’t think witches could mindlink. Maybe they can, now that they are very clearly mated to werewolves.
“We can help you with some grounding, as well as your young men. We can be ready in an hour to take you to the Belladonna, if you are sure.” Gentry asks. She’s never really asked me if I wanted to do anything. That should be a red flag, but it’s not.
I nod. “Bring stuff for the hemlock too.” Her and Elena’s eyes go wide. “I won’t force anything, but if I can handle it I want to try. If I do not pass out, we will get these done. We need to prep for a fight and no one can focus with this sh*t hanging over us. I want control of my pack back. We don’t know if Mike is on his own. Maybe he’s a distraction for the Rogue King, we need to be ready for both of them. Let me do this.” They both nod again. “Go eat, and I mean really eat. You will need your strength. Give us some time and we will gather what we need and come gather you when we are ready.” Gentry looks over my shoulder. “She does not leave this packhouse. She needs food and water and rest, but so do you three if we are going to make you a part of the conduit.”
“Yes ma’am.” All three say in the creepy twin speak. When did Oliver pick that up?
We all parted ways and the guys were true to their word to Gentry. We sat, we ate and they would not let me do anything. But no one made me go upstairs and try to sleep, so I guess that’s a win. Conversation was almost nonexistent as we all sat outside looking at our forever fire until Lil sat forward.
“What are they doing with the magic? I mean I know we are breaking the evil Kaley-b*tch spell, but there is still magic around the pack, right? What are they doing exactly? Do you know Midge?”
“I have an idea, but it’s above my training to be able to give you a full tutorial. They are using me and basically the guys to take the spell and shift it into a protection spell. The same as the way Mike’s works, but less of a life detriment. We are all a part of it so someone would literally have to kill off every single person around the spell circle in order to break it and even then as long as our DNA is alive in someone somewhere the spell will be in effect. It will not forcibly bind anyone else to it. This is our burden to bear.”
“Oh damn. You really thought this through didn’t you?”
“Yes and no. I can’t take all credit, just the shift of the binding. We are all tied to this pack in one way or another, it made the most sense.”
“Wait? Does that mean I’m in your pack now? What about Wyatt and Nathaniel? They haven’t been in the circle thing.”
“They have been our sentinels during the spell, they are tied too.”
“So much for having a choice when I was done with my time in the Elites.” She laughs at me.
“Like you were going to go anywhere else. How’s your arm, by the way? Still itching?”
“Yeah, but it comes and goes. I’m not due to lose it until the end of this summer, so maybe this is normal?” She raises an eyebrow. “What am I saying? I’m teamed up with you, of course it isn’t normal.” She smacks herself in the forehead and we all laugh.
“You aren’t wrong.” Sierra laughs and leans over to hug me. The guys have been trying, almost successfully, to give us space.
I think the mated ones can sense danger and are having a hard time being too far from their mates. The rest as a group are and have always been protective so they are here standing watch over all of us. “It’s time.” Gentry’s deep voice is both calming and authoritative all at once.
