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caught you and saved your ass from smacking the pavement.”
She laughs. “Well, I guess you were just paying me back early for all the times I’ve saved that cute, little butt of yours.”
I wait for Jax to respond, but he doesn’t. Instead, warm fingers spread across my cheeks.
“Alana, open your eyes.” His breath seeps into my skin and thaws the deathly coldness inside me. “Please. You’re really starting to worry me.”
I don’t want to open my eyes at all. I don’t want to see the bodies on the ground, bodies I just saw die with my own eyes. How did I see through the eyes of the dead faerie, though? Maybe I’m becoming a Foreseer and am just tapping into my powers? Although, from everything I know, seeing through the dead’s eyes isn’t a Foreseer trait.
I wait for my grandpa’s voice to show up in my mind and tell me if I’m correct or not, but all I hear is the memory of the screams as the fey fell to their painful deaths.
Not knowing what else to do, I open my eyes and return to reality.
The sky is the first thing to come into focus, followed by Jax’s face. His sunglasses are drawn to the top of his head, so I get a clear view of the worry flooding his eyes.
“Thank God.” A relieved breath eases from his lips, but worry resides in his eyes as he remains crouched beside me with his hands cupping my face. “Are you okay? You fell pretty hard when you fainted.”
I want to tell him that I didn’t faint, but I zip my lips shut when I become highly aware we have an audience.
The woman standing behind him offers me a stiff smile. She looks a few years older than me with shoulder-length black hair streaked with a bit of red. Like Jax, she’s dressed head to toe in black; only, her outfit includes slacks and a business jacket.
“Glad to see there’s no permanent damage,” she tells Jax as she types something into her phone.
“We don’t know if there’s any permanent damage,” he tells her, leaning closer to examine me. “She could have a concussion. I think I should take her to the doctor.”
“I’m fine.” I force him to move back and let go of my face as I sit up. The field and trees around me sway with my movements, and my stomach churns as the scent of death assaults my nostrils again. “I don’t have a concussion.”
“You don’t know that for sure,” he says, sweeping strands of my hair out of my eyes. “You need to get checked out.”
“I’m fine,” I insist. Then, to prove it, I stand to my feet. “See? Perfectly fine.”
He stands up, too, his gaze trained on me. “Are you sure? Because I’m okay with taking you to the doctor. The academy’s not that far away. It’ll only take a few minutes—”
“Jax, if she says she’s fine, then I’m sure she’s fine,” the woman interrupts. “And if she does have a concussion, there’s not much to be done.”
“Yeah, I guess so.” He seems torn, his gaze flicking up and down my body as if expecting injuries to suddenly materialize. “But I think she should go wait in the car while I finish up here.”
“That’s fine with me.” The woman turns to me with a stiff smile and offers her hand for me to shake. “I’m Hadlee, by the way. Jax’s supervisor.”
I inconspicuously eye her over. Is she just a Guardian, or does she have other marks on her? It’s hard to tell without actually seeing the marks, but her skin does feel noticeably cold. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Alana … but you probably already know that.”
“I did.” She lets go of my hand, her smile softening as she twists toward Jax. “Check in with me before you leave, okay?”
He nods, his attention still fixed on me. “Yeah, yeah, I know the drill.”
She steals another glance at me and frowns before turning and hiking down the field.
“I think she likes you,” I tell Jax after Hadlee is out of earshot.
“She might,” he says, watching me closely. “Does that bother you?”
I roll my eyes, but the movement makes my
She laughs. “Well, I guess you were just paying me back early for all the times I’ve saved that cute, little butt of yours.”
I wait for Jax to respond, but he doesn’t. Instead, warm fingers spread across my cheeks.
“Alana, open your eyes.” His breath seeps into my skin and thaws the deathly coldness inside me. “Please. You’re really starting to worry me.”
I don’t want to open my eyes at all. I don’t want to see the bodies on the ground, bodies I just saw die with my own eyes. How did I see through the eyes of the dead faerie, though? Maybe I’m becoming a Foreseer and am just tapping into my powers? Although, from everything I know, seeing through the dead’s eyes isn’t a Foreseer trait.
I wait for my grandpa’s voice to show up in my mind and tell me if I’m correct or not, but all I hear is the memory of the screams as the fey fell to their painful deaths.
Not knowing what else to do, I open my eyes and return to reality.
The sky is the first thing to come into focus, followed by Jax’s face. His sunglasses are drawn to the top of his head, so I get a clear view of the worry flooding his eyes.
“Thank God.” A relieved breath eases from his lips, but worry resides in his eyes as he remains crouched beside me with his hands cupping my face. “Are you okay? You fell pretty hard when you fainted.”
I want to tell him that I didn’t faint, but I zip my lips shut when I become highly aware we have an audience.
The woman standing behind him offers me a stiff smile. She looks a few years older than me with shoulder-length black hair streaked with a bit of red. Like Jax, she’s dressed head to toe in black; only, her outfit includes slacks and a business jacket.
“Glad to see there’s no permanent damage,” she tells Jax as she types something into her phone.
“We don’t know if there’s any permanent damage,” he tells her, leaning closer to examine me. “She could have a concussion. I think I should take her to the doctor.”
“I’m fine.” I force him to move back and let go of my face as I sit up. The field and trees around me sway with my movements, and my stomach churns as the scent of death assaults my nostrils again. “I don’t have a concussion.”
“You don’t know that for sure,” he says, sweeping strands of my hair out of my eyes. “You need to get checked out.”
“I’m fine,” I insist. Then, to prove it, I stand to my feet. “See? Perfectly fine.”
He stands up, too, his gaze trained on me. “Are you sure? Because I’m okay with taking you to the doctor. The academy’s not that far away. It’ll only take a few minutes—”
“Jax, if she says she’s fine, then I’m sure she’s fine,” the woman interrupts. “And if she does have a concussion, there’s not much to be done.”
“Yeah, I guess so.” He seems torn, his gaze flicking up and down my body as if expecting injuries to suddenly materialize. “But I think she should go wait in the car while I finish up here.”
“That’s fine with me.” The woman turns to me with a stiff smile and offers her hand for me to shake. “I’m Hadlee, by the way. Jax’s supervisor.”
I inconspicuously eye her over. Is she just a Guardian, or does she have other marks on her? It’s hard to tell without actually seeing the marks, but her skin does feel noticeably cold. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Alana … but you probably already know that.”
“I did.” She lets go of my hand, her smile softening as she twists toward Jax. “Check in with me before you leave, okay?”
He nods, his attention still fixed on me. “Yeah, yeah, I know the drill.”
She steals another glance at me and frowns before turning and hiking down the field.
“I think she likes you,” I tell Jax after Hadlee is out of earshot.
“She might,” he says, watching me closely. “Does that bother you?”
I roll my eyes, but the movement makes my
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