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then.
Gripping the hand she had held into a tight fist, he turned blazing eyes to Gabriel.
I know , his leader thought with a fury nearly as dark as Caleb’s own.
You know what he was going to do to her , Caleb thought back. It was a taut statement more than a question.
The tightening of Gabriel’s jaw was his response. James, on the other hand, nodded. His hands were also clenched into fists.
The main door to Skye’s room suddenly burst open. Malukali and Knorbis both entered, the Orculesti and Wymzesti elders looking sleep-rumpled and worried. Caleb realized then that Gabriel had sent his call for aid out to the two elders with the strongest mental powers. Malukali’s dark green eyes swept the room. They paused briefly on the mattress lying on the floor.
“Where is Skye?” she asked at last, catching Gabriel’s gaze.
“She’s in the bathroom,” he responded. “Amber and Olivia are taking care of her. We were able to help her wake up. We used our connection.”
“What happened?” Knorbis asked. The Wymzesti elder’s light blond hair stood up in tufts. His concerned, deep purple eyes flashed from one male to the next.
Caleb wondered if he was trying to read their thoughts. There were very few beings who could repel an attempt at thought perception from the highly capable elders in the room, but Knorbis would consider such an action rude if not granted permission. Still, after what they had just experienced, Caleb was suddenly highly suspicious of any being who could wield mental weapons.
Unable to stop his nearly irrational anger from entering his voice, he replied, “Skye was just attacked, that’s what happened. Her mind was held prisoner by Grolkinei and Layla.”
Gasping, Malukali whirled from where she stood near the bathroom door, gaping at Caleb as if she couldn’t register what he was saying. Then Olivia hurried out of the bathroom. The sound of the shower running floated out after her. Her face was pale and drawn. It was obvious she was barely clinging to her emotional control. After glancing briefly at Malukali and Knorbis and giving them each an acknowledging nod, she progressed straight to Skye’s bureau, took out a few items of clothing and then went swiftly back into the bathroom, closing the door firmly behind her.
Caleb noted that whatever James read in his avowed’s thoughts had him pursing his lips and looking down at the ground.
“But I felt nothing,” Malukali whispered. She had her long, straight, dark hair pulled back in a loose and messy ponytail. Her sleeping gown was light pink and long-sleeved but loose and flowing, giving her a deceptively delicate and vulnerable appearance.
Knorbis walked over to her and touched her shoulder. Caleb saw a considering look enter Gabriel’s eyes as he looked from one elder to the other, but couldn’t imagine what his leader was thinking.
“You cannot possibly guard all of our society twenty-four hours a day, every day,” Knorbis argued. “No one of us can.”
Although the logical part of Caleb wanted to agree with the Wymzesti elder, he couldn’t stop the flare of fury and emotion that surged through him as Skye’s sobs reached them from beyond the bathroom door. He had to blame someone for her distress. Malukali was supposed to be seeing to the sisters’ safety when it came to their mental status. She had failed them.
“It was Grolkinei,” Gabriel clarified, his gaze shifting warningly to Caleb’s. He had obviously sensed his Gloresti’s thoughts. “We need to figure out how he did this and keep it from happening again.”
They all looked toward the door when Skye’s anguish became more audible. Caleb knew he was getting close to losing his own composure. He felt utterly useless.
“Let’s go to my room,” Gabriel suggested with a look that said he was feeling rather similarly to Caleb. “Give them some privacy.”
The very idea of leaving Skye, even to go a short distance away, so upset Caleb that he could
Gripping the hand she had held into a tight fist, he turned blazing eyes to Gabriel.
I know , his leader thought with a fury nearly as dark as Caleb’s own.
You know what he was going to do to her , Caleb thought back. It was a taut statement more than a question.
The tightening of Gabriel’s jaw was his response. James, on the other hand, nodded. His hands were also clenched into fists.
The main door to Skye’s room suddenly burst open. Malukali and Knorbis both entered, the Orculesti and Wymzesti elders looking sleep-rumpled and worried. Caleb realized then that Gabriel had sent his call for aid out to the two elders with the strongest mental powers. Malukali’s dark green eyes swept the room. They paused briefly on the mattress lying on the floor.
“Where is Skye?” she asked at last, catching Gabriel’s gaze.
“She’s in the bathroom,” he responded. “Amber and Olivia are taking care of her. We were able to help her wake up. We used our connection.”
“What happened?” Knorbis asked. The Wymzesti elder’s light blond hair stood up in tufts. His concerned, deep purple eyes flashed from one male to the next.
Caleb wondered if he was trying to read their thoughts. There were very few beings who could repel an attempt at thought perception from the highly capable elders in the room, but Knorbis would consider such an action rude if not granted permission. Still, after what they had just experienced, Caleb was suddenly highly suspicious of any being who could wield mental weapons.
Unable to stop his nearly irrational anger from entering his voice, he replied, “Skye was just attacked, that’s what happened. Her mind was held prisoner by Grolkinei and Layla.”
Gasping, Malukali whirled from where she stood near the bathroom door, gaping at Caleb as if she couldn’t register what he was saying. Then Olivia hurried out of the bathroom. The sound of the shower running floated out after her. Her face was pale and drawn. It was obvious she was barely clinging to her emotional control. After glancing briefly at Malukali and Knorbis and giving them each an acknowledging nod, she progressed straight to Skye’s bureau, took out a few items of clothing and then went swiftly back into the bathroom, closing the door firmly behind her.
Caleb noted that whatever James read in his avowed’s thoughts had him pursing his lips and looking down at the ground.
“But I felt nothing,” Malukali whispered. She had her long, straight, dark hair pulled back in a loose and messy ponytail. Her sleeping gown was light pink and long-sleeved but loose and flowing, giving her a deceptively delicate and vulnerable appearance.
Knorbis walked over to her and touched her shoulder. Caleb saw a considering look enter Gabriel’s eyes as he looked from one elder to the other, but couldn’t imagine what his leader was thinking.
“You cannot possibly guard all of our society twenty-four hours a day, every day,” Knorbis argued. “No one of us can.”
Although the logical part of Caleb wanted to agree with the Wymzesti elder, he couldn’t stop the flare of fury and emotion that surged through him as Skye’s sobs reached them from beyond the bathroom door. He had to blame someone for her distress. Malukali was supposed to be seeing to the sisters’ safety when it came to their mental status. She had failed them.
“It was Grolkinei,” Gabriel clarified, his gaze shifting warningly to Caleb’s. He had obviously sensed his Gloresti’s thoughts. “We need to figure out how he did this and keep it from happening again.”
They all looked toward the door when Skye’s anguish became more audible. Caleb knew he was getting close to losing his own composure. He felt utterly useless.
“Let’s go to my room,” Gabriel suggested with a look that said he was feeling rather similarly to Caleb. “Give them some privacy.”
The very idea of leaving Skye, even to go a short distance away, so upset Caleb that he could
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