Chapter 430
Ollie immediately ran to his grandparents, checking them over with the worried efficiency of someone who’d been taught basic medical assessment. “Are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you need water?”
“We’re fine, sweetheart,” my mother assured him, though she was clearly lying. “Just a little tired.”
“You look like you got hit by a truck,” Ollie said bluntly.
“Several trucks,” my father agreed. “Maybe a bus. Definitely some motorcycles.”
Another plasma blast from Shawn took out a nightwalker who’d been trying to flank us. The precision was remarkable-he was barely seventeen and fighting like a trained soldier.
“How many of you came?” I demanded, trying to do a headcount while simultaneously fighting off a fae warrior who seemed very committed to separating my head from my shoulders.
“Everyone who’s useful,” Lyn’s voice called out, and I saw him emerge from yet another corridor with Lynn beside him. “We’re the backup plan you didn’t know you needed.”
“I specifically told you to stay home!” Zade yelled from where he was, fighting a fae that was intent on decapitating his head from his neck. Okay fair…..we needed help.
“And I specifically decided that watching you die wasn’t on my agenda for tonight!” Lyn shot back. Then he raised his hands and suddenly the three enemies nearest to my parents were floating six feet off the ground, completely helpless as gravity stopped being their friend.
“How long can you hold them?” I asked.
“Long enough,” Lyn said, though I could see the strain on his face. “But we should probably wrap this up soon. I’m still
recovering from earlier and this is taking a lot out of me.”
Jerome had finally had enough. He stepped forward, magic crackling around his hands, his face twisted with rage.
“This is not how this was supposed to go!” he screamed. “You were supposed to come alone! You were supposed to be
desperate and make mistakes! You were supposed to be easy to kill!”
“Sorry to disappoint,” I said dryly, trying not to laugh at the frustration coming from Jerome, although I saw Thorne,
muffling his laughter from the corner of my eyes. I was feeling bad for Jerome, today was just not his day.
“But we don’t actually make it a habit to do what our enemies want.”
“Your parents destroyed my family!” Jerome continued, his voice breaking with emotion. “They burned my sister’s nest. Killed people I loved. And you’re going to protect them? You’re going to defend monsters?”
Lake opened a portal beneath another enemy, and they fell through with a scream.
The portal closed immediately, and I didn’t want to think about where they’d been dropped. Debabting between outer space or a volcano, Lake was scary. Thankl God, I adopted him before he could term me his enemy.
Shawn took out two more with precision plasma blasts. Lumina shifted partially and took down a fae warrior with her claws. Lynn was treating Zade’s injuries while simultaneously providing tactical advice about enemy positions.
We were winning. Against all odds, with our unexpected backup and our completely inappropriate collection of powerful children, we were actually winning.
Jerome seemed to realize this at the same moment I did. His expression shifted from rage to calculation, and I saw him reaching for something at his belt.
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“Everyone down!” I shouted, recognizing the gesture.
The explosion was smaller than I expected-not meant to kill everyone, just to create chaos and cover. Smoke filled the chamber, obscuring vision and making it impossible to see where enemies were.
When it cleared, Jerome was gone.

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