Chapter 363
Figuring Out A Plan
OLLIE
That’s a terrible idea,” I interrupted. “You can’t just randomly portal into places where dangerous ancient creatures might be hanging out. What if you open a portal right in the middle of them? What if they grab you and pull you through before you can close it?”
“Then Riley would precognate it and warn me before I opened the portal,” Lake said, like this was obvious and foolproof logic.
“I just told you my precognition isn’t working properly right now!” Riley protested.
“It’s working well enough for immediate danger,” Lake argued.
“You said so yourself-survival instincts trigger it better than deliberate searching. So if I’m about to do something catastrophically
stupid, you should get a vision warning you, and then you can stop me.”
“That is possibly the worst tactical planning I’ve ever heard,” Riley said flatly. “And I once watched you suggest we escape a facility by having me predict which guards would be in which hallways while you portaled us through an active firefight.”
“That worked, didn’t it?” Lake pointed out.
“We got shot at seventeen times!”
“But we didn’t get hit, so technically it was a success.”
I was starting to understand why Andy had apparently spent a lot of time with headaches. These two were brilliant and capable and had survived impossible situations, but they also had the impulse control of caffeinated squirrels when they got focused on a problem.
‘Nobody is portaling into random dangerous locations,” I said firmly, channeling my mother’s Luna authority even though I was five
and had no actual authority over anyone.
‘Mom and Dad would literally never let us leave the house again if you tried something that reckless.”
“We’re already not allowed to leave the house, Lake muttered.
“We’re grounded, remember? For the whole capturing a nightwalker and risking our lives’ thing.
That was true. We were technically grounded for a week, confined to the house while our parents dealt with the security situation and the council drama and the whole “ancient supernatural creatures are actively trying to kill our children problem. It was the most boring grounding ever, because it wasn’t like we’d done anything actually wrong-we’d protected our family and caught a threat. But apparently
“good intentions don’t excuse reckless endangerment” or whatever the official parent reasoning was.
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“You know what the worst part about being grounded is?” Lake asked, flopping backward onto the carpet dramatically. “We can’t even go outside to practice defensive maneuvers or test security improvements or anything useful. We’re just stuck in here trying to think our way through problems when what we really need is action.”
“Action is what got us grounded in the first place,” Riley pointed out, though he looked equally frustrated by the confinement.
“Maybe thoughtful planning is exactly what we need.”
“Thoughtful planning requires information,” Lake countered.
“Information we don’t have because your precognition is being difficult and we can’t physically scout the territory because we’re
under house arrest.”
“We’re not under house arrest, we’re grounded,” I corrected. “There’s a difference.”
“Is there though?” Lake asked.
“We can’t leave. We’re being monitored constantly. Guards are stationed around the property. Sounds like house arrest to me.”
He had a point, actually. Ever since the nightwalker attack yesterday, our parents had seriously increased security. There were pack warriors patrolling the grounds, magical wards had been reinforced, and there were new alarm systems that Riley and Lake swore they hadn’t installed themselves. We were safer than we’d probably ever been, but we were also essentially trapped.
The playroom door opened, and both Mom and Dad came in looking tired and frustrated.
They’d been in the study for hours, researching nightwalkers and trying to find information about the facilities and coordinating security responses with the pack. From their expressions, I guessed they weren’t having much more success than Riley was with his
visions.
‘How’s it going in here?” Mom asked, though her tone suggested she already knew the answer wasn’t great.
‘Riley’s precognition isn’t working, Lake wants to do something stupid and dangerous, and I’m trying to keep everyone from making terrible decisions,’ I reported honestly. “So basically normal.”
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