information?”
Amber met Amos’ gaze. “Ronan.”
“What makes you think he’s telling the truth?” Isaac took the picture from his brother, looking at it.
“Anyone could have drawn that.” Amos gestured towards the page his brother held.
“It was drawn centuries ago by someone who’d seen them.” When Amber finished telling them about the Hell Hounds, avoiding the parts where her and Ronan would destroy the binding, silence filled the kitchen.
It was Isaac who broke the silence. “How do you know when they’ll come, and how do you know they are even coming?”
“We’re going to have to tell them,”
Kade said directly to Amber.
She didn’t agree. They were just as likely to side with the ones maintaining the binding. “Because the binding is failing. It hardly lasts at all now. It won’t be long until it no longer works.”
“Why should we trust Ronan?” Amos asked.
“He’s one of the oldest dragons still living.” She thought it best not to say he was the oldest dragon. No one knew that. “I trust his instincts of survival more than I trust his words.”
“You said only mages can see these Hell Hounds when they’re wearing someone else’s skin,” Eliza said.
Amber nodded.
“Then how are we meant to see them?” Eliza asked.
“You can’t.”
“Not without the help of mages,” Kade said.
“Are you expecting us to become your allies?” Amos asked.
Amber shook her head. “Not exactly.”
“Is it only humans that can become mages?” Eliza asked.
“You can’t become mages, if that’s what you’re asking. Although have you thought about using your dragon abilities? Are any of you Gold? What about capturing a Pliethin?” Amber asked.
“We are Knights,” Eliza stated.
“Think about it.” Amber’s eyes travelled from Eliza to Isaac. “What about the humans that you know.”
“I can’t expect any of my Knights to give up their humanity,” Isaac said.
“How human are they when they consume dragon bone?” Kade asked
“That’s different.” Amos still remained on his feet, regularly pacing the kitchen floor.
Amber couldn’t see how it was, but guessed arguing the point wasn’t about to help the situation. “Didn’t you hear me, when I explained about Knight Mages? They have more strength, but most important of all, they’ll be able to see Hell Hounds. They aren’t mages, just stronger humans.”
“I heard. I just don’t know that we trust you enough to believe you,” Isaac said.
Amber rose abruptly from the table, taking a step away, about to tell them if they didn’t believe her she was wasting her time. Before she could speak there was a popping sound a bit like glass breaking and almost immediately a thud in the wall behind her. Her gaze was first drawn to the kitchen window she faced, focusing on the hole in the glass, before darting to the wall behind her. Directly behind where she’d been sitting a bullet was embedded in the wall. She mentally searched the area as her eyes darted around the room looking for safety.
Before anyone else could move, Kade grabbed hold of Amber, taking her through the Void, bringing them out in their bedroom at Temolae keep. Her phone began to ring. She ignored it. “Take me back. That was Wayne. I’m sure it was Wayne.”
“Are you crazy?”
“No. We can’t leave them there.”
“They’re nothing to us. They don’t even believe what we told them. I’m not letting you risk your life for them.”
“Then bring them here. To the planning room.” Amber’s phone finished ringing, starting up again immediately.
Kade stared at her for a moment. “If they’ll come.”
“Try.” She pulled out her phone and saw it was Roy. “Kade’s coming to get you.”
“Amos thinks you planned this.”
Of course he would. “I think it’s Wayne. I didn’t have a chance to be certain before Kade took me out of there.” She left the bedroom, running towards the planning room.
“Kade’s here but they’re