Part 16 (2/2)

”We have to leave before more soldiers come. We should climb the rock wall and see what's on the other side. If you can get down as a wolf, then we should change,” she said.

To her relief, he agreed. ”You're right, I guess I stopped thinking clearly.”

She had done that, too. But she didn't admit it.

As they moved toward the light, he cleared his throat. ”How did you do that trick with the cave entrance?”

”You saw the image?”

”Yes. How did you do it?”

”In school we had cla.s.ses where we learned to project scenes,” she answered. ”Sometimes I can do it.”

He tipped his head to one side, studying her. ”What kind of school was that?”

”For children with psychic talents,” she answered in a clipped voice.

”Magic school, like in Harry Potter?”

”There was no one in my school named Harrypotter.”

He laughed. ”He's a character in a book.”

”Oh.” She dragged in a breath and let it out. ”Some people call it magic. I call it talent.”

”Okay.”

As they approached the entrance to the cave, he held her back, then stepped in front of her, inspecting the area around the hiding place before stepping out.

Once they were in the open, he moved to his right. She followed and saw that there was a rough trail through the rocks.

”We should change,” he said.

”We won't be able to talk.”

”Unfortunately. So tell me where we're going.”

”I'll know better when I figure out where we are. You stay here and wait for me.”

”I'll stay with you.”

Perhaps he could. And perhaps he couldn't. She'd find out in a few minutes.

When he said, ”I'll change first, then guard you,” she nodded.

She might have said she didn't need guarding, but she knew that was false bravado.

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