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him out?”
“Because he does have a job for this world. All the Guardians do, even those who are assholes.”
He rubbed his hands over his arms as we walked and I could almost see the wheels in his head turning as he processed the new information. “You know when Ophelia ran the lightning over us?”
“Yeah, kind of hard to forget.”
“I think . . . I think she woke something up in me.”
Now that slowed my feet. “What do you mean?”
He held out his hand, palm up, and a small, clear pool of water appeared in the center. The water continued to fill until it spilled off the edges of his hands.
I nodded, not bothered by what he could do. A puddle of water in the hand was hardly helpful in the scheme of things. But no doubt, it would freak the kid out. “Rylee said you were a water elemental, or at least that was the blood running through your veins.”
He shook his head. “It doesn’t make sense, though. I thought . . . I thought there wasn’t enough of that blood to do anything to me.”
I shrugged. “It probably does make sense. I just don’t know how to explain it. We need someone who actually understands how the bloodlines work to spell things out. Be sure to ask that Jackal when we get back. He can explain most of that stuff since it’s his world.” I hoped, anyway. Nigel was one of the new additions Rylee met on her salvage for Levi’s little sister. While Rylee trusted him . . . he was another canine, and my wolf didn’t fully think it was a good idea to let him get too close.
Blessedly, Levi was quiet the rest of the walk to the bakery. I kept an eye on the drifting moon as it dropped lower in the sky, slowly setting. Time passing. I did a quick tally in my head. Forty-one hours and change remaining. We still had lots of time. In theory, of course.
A sudden rush of scents lit up my brain, and I slowed my feet. Something sweet, like an overused perfume, raw milk and . . . ogre. That musk was undeniable, there was nothing out there quite like it.
I put a hand on Levi, pushing him behind me. Could I be that lucky as to find an ogre female outside of the park, away from her apparently psychotic tribe?
Only one way to find out. I kept our pace sedate as I slowly tracked the scent of the ogre. I couldn’t tell if it was a female or not, but when we rounded the corner I saw her. She was taller than me but only by a few inches, so that would put her at about six and a half feet.
I shook my head, no more than that. I had to get used to being in a slightly shorter body.
Her skin was a glossy, pure black that I could see glistened even in the moonlight. Here and there were patches of purple, though, like she’d gone through a shower of splatter paint. Her shoulders were hunched under a light top that left her arms and shoulders bare, odd for the cooler weather, and showing a few pale scars. She moved slowly, not seeming to even notice us. A soft sob rippled out of her, and she covered her mouth with one hand, while she wrapped the other around her waist. A sobbing female ogre with scars all over her back and shoulders.
Something was wrong, and every instinct I had screamed at me to watch my back. Ogres were not known for being overly emotional in regards to the softer side of things. Anger, yes, that was a given. Not sobbing, not tears, not oblivious to the world around them. Their sense of smell wasn’t on par with mine. But she should have noticed us. We were upwind of her, our scents should have been jammed up her nose already.
I glanced back at Levi, pointed and then put a finger to my lips. His eyes popped open wide and he gave me a slow nod. I began to wonder if his eyes would fall out if they opened wide like that again, like a perpetual jack in the box. But with eyes.
According to the bright screen of Levi’s phone, the bakery was just a few minutes away. Apparently the assumption that ogres liked their sweets wasn’t so far off base. I motioned for him to put the phone away. I kept
“Because he does have a job for this world. All the Guardians do, even those who are assholes.”
He rubbed his hands over his arms as we walked and I could almost see the wheels in his head turning as he processed the new information. “You know when Ophelia ran the lightning over us?”
“Yeah, kind of hard to forget.”
“I think . . . I think she woke something up in me.”
Now that slowed my feet. “What do you mean?”
He held out his hand, palm up, and a small, clear pool of water appeared in the center. The water continued to fill until it spilled off the edges of his hands.
I nodded, not bothered by what he could do. A puddle of water in the hand was hardly helpful in the scheme of things. But no doubt, it would freak the kid out. “Rylee said you were a water elemental, or at least that was the blood running through your veins.”
He shook his head. “It doesn’t make sense, though. I thought . . . I thought there wasn’t enough of that blood to do anything to me.”
I shrugged. “It probably does make sense. I just don’t know how to explain it. We need someone who actually understands how the bloodlines work to spell things out. Be sure to ask that Jackal when we get back. He can explain most of that stuff since it’s his world.” I hoped, anyway. Nigel was one of the new additions Rylee met on her salvage for Levi’s little sister. While Rylee trusted him . . . he was another canine, and my wolf didn’t fully think it was a good idea to let him get too close.
Blessedly, Levi was quiet the rest of the walk to the bakery. I kept an eye on the drifting moon as it dropped lower in the sky, slowly setting. Time passing. I did a quick tally in my head. Forty-one hours and change remaining. We still had lots of time. In theory, of course.
A sudden rush of scents lit up my brain, and I slowed my feet. Something sweet, like an overused perfume, raw milk and . . . ogre. That musk was undeniable, there was nothing out there quite like it.
I put a hand on Levi, pushing him behind me. Could I be that lucky as to find an ogre female outside of the park, away from her apparently psychotic tribe?
Only one way to find out. I kept our pace sedate as I slowly tracked the scent of the ogre. I couldn’t tell if it was a female or not, but when we rounded the corner I saw her. She was taller than me but only by a few inches, so that would put her at about six and a half feet.
I shook my head, no more than that. I had to get used to being in a slightly shorter body.
Her skin was a glossy, pure black that I could see glistened even in the moonlight. Here and there were patches of purple, though, like she’d gone through a shower of splatter paint. Her shoulders were hunched under a light top that left her arms and shoulders bare, odd for the cooler weather, and showing a few pale scars. She moved slowly, not seeming to even notice us. A soft sob rippled out of her, and she covered her mouth with one hand, while she wrapped the other around her waist. A sobbing female ogre with scars all over her back and shoulders.
Something was wrong, and every instinct I had screamed at me to watch my back. Ogres were not known for being overly emotional in regards to the softer side of things. Anger, yes, that was a given. Not sobbing, not tears, not oblivious to the world around them. Their sense of smell wasn’t on par with mine. But she should have noticed us. We were upwind of her, our scents should have been jammed up her nose already.
I glanced back at Levi, pointed and then put a finger to my lips. His eyes popped open wide and he gave me a slow nod. I began to wonder if his eyes would fall out if they opened wide like that again, like a perpetual jack in the box. But with eyes.
According to the bright screen of Levi’s phone, the bakery was just a few minutes away. Apparently the assumption that ogres liked their sweets wasn’t so far off base. I motioned for him to put the phone away. I kept
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