song, and their words melted together, high and low, so aching and beautiful that Julia held her breath.
Angie placed a hand on her arm, as if she wanted to form the connection. When nothing happened she lowered her eyes. “I forgot we can’t use Convey here,” she said, dropping her voice to a whisper. “If I remember correctly, mortals are forbidden from entering this realm.”
“I could kind of tell he doesn’t want us here,” Julia said, eyeing the sea-dude’s hard-set features.
The man’s harsh song ended. His face darkened and his jaw clenched. He leaned toward Meliah, who lifted her chin even as she took a half-step back.
“Uh oh,” Julia whispered. “This guy doesn’t look happy.”
“Way to state the obvious,” Kaitlyn whispered back.
Meliah’s face was set in determined lines. She turned from the guy. He nodded tersely and left, though not without a disgusted, sweeping glance at them. Meliah let go of the curtain and crossed the room. Her eyes locked on Brian’s motionless form before she faced Julia.
Julia nearly backed away as Meliah approached.
“Wh-what is it?” she murmured, looking into the nymph’s eyes and noticing the gold flecks sparkling from within their ocean blue depths. The nymph’s song seeped through the air. Matching her slow, drawn-out notes, Meliah’s hands lifted until they touched one of the seashells strung throughout her hair. The power of her song, along with her mesmerizing eyes, left Julia feeling warm and dizzy. In another moment, she would need to sit down.
The nymph held her gaze a moment longer before drifting to Brian’s side. The fog lifted from Julia’s mind. She was left with a strange pressure in her palm. She looked down and realized Meliah had left a seashell in her hand.
“Whoa,” she murmured, examining the pale iridescent item. A gift, or a token of some kind. She would need to ask Angie about it later.
The male nymph returned and she tucked the small shell in her pocket. His condemning gaze fell over Kaitlyn, Angie, and then finally to Julia, who couldn’t help thinking that she already had enough moody guys in her life.
The sea-dude handed Meliah a long, glass-like blade. It gleamed against their golden bodies. Ethan stepped forward, but Angie said, “Trust her. She’s the only one who can help him.”
The tension didn’t ease from Ethan’s face as he watched his brother. His helpless body remained unconscious as the nymph held the crystal blade only inches from his heart.
Meliah brushed back the hair from Brian’s brow, her own golden locks falling over him. Her gaze drifted down his face to his chest, her hand trailing after, tracing the black lines that curved beneath his skin as the soft hum of her song rose and fell in time to his breathing. She rested the knife across his chest and rose to her feet. The crystal glowed with magic that seeped into Brian’s body.
What was she doing to him? Should they be trusting her? Julia caught Ethan’s gaze and her heart plummeted. If anything happened to Brian, it would be all her fault. It was just another thing to add to the pile of reasons why Ethan would hate her until the end of time.
Meliah relaxed against Brian again. She ran her hands across his flesh. The black lines along Brian’s skin curved like ivy down the length of his arm and well past his neck, up his jaw and cheek. The girl brushed the backs of her fingers against his face, continuing her soft song. The crystal knife in her hand gleamed.
Julia swallowed as Meliah lifted the knife. Her heart beat wildly. The sharp edge flash like ice and Meliah’s song rose, her eyes growing wide. She drove the tip of the blade into her own luminescent forearm, her voice cracking as she sang. A drop of golden liquid appeared at the site of the wound, followed by a stream that trickled down the side of her arm in a steady flow. Her breath hitched and she forced the blade deeper, her slim shoulders hunching forward like an injured
Angie placed a hand on her arm, as if she wanted to form the connection. When nothing happened she lowered her eyes. “I forgot we can’t use Convey here,” she said, dropping her voice to a whisper. “If I remember correctly, mortals are forbidden from entering this realm.”
“I could kind of tell he doesn’t want us here,” Julia said, eyeing the sea-dude’s hard-set features.
The man’s harsh song ended. His face darkened and his jaw clenched. He leaned toward Meliah, who lifted her chin even as she took a half-step back.
“Uh oh,” Julia whispered. “This guy doesn’t look happy.”
“Way to state the obvious,” Kaitlyn whispered back.
Meliah’s face was set in determined lines. She turned from the guy. He nodded tersely and left, though not without a disgusted, sweeping glance at them. Meliah let go of the curtain and crossed the room. Her eyes locked on Brian’s motionless form before she faced Julia.
Julia nearly backed away as Meliah approached.
“Wh-what is it?” she murmured, looking into the nymph’s eyes and noticing the gold flecks sparkling from within their ocean blue depths. The nymph’s song seeped through the air. Matching her slow, drawn-out notes, Meliah’s hands lifted until they touched one of the seashells strung throughout her hair. The power of her song, along with her mesmerizing eyes, left Julia feeling warm and dizzy. In another moment, she would need to sit down.
The nymph held her gaze a moment longer before drifting to Brian’s side. The fog lifted from Julia’s mind. She was left with a strange pressure in her palm. She looked down and realized Meliah had left a seashell in her hand.
“Whoa,” she murmured, examining the pale iridescent item. A gift, or a token of some kind. She would need to ask Angie about it later.
The male nymph returned and she tucked the small shell in her pocket. His condemning gaze fell over Kaitlyn, Angie, and then finally to Julia, who couldn’t help thinking that she already had enough moody guys in her life.
The sea-dude handed Meliah a long, glass-like blade. It gleamed against their golden bodies. Ethan stepped forward, but Angie said, “Trust her. She’s the only one who can help him.”
The tension didn’t ease from Ethan’s face as he watched his brother. His helpless body remained unconscious as the nymph held the crystal blade only inches from his heart.
Meliah brushed back the hair from Brian’s brow, her own golden locks falling over him. Her gaze drifted down his face to his chest, her hand trailing after, tracing the black lines that curved beneath his skin as the soft hum of her song rose and fell in time to his breathing. She rested the knife across his chest and rose to her feet. The crystal glowed with magic that seeped into Brian’s body.
What was she doing to him? Should they be trusting her? Julia caught Ethan’s gaze and her heart plummeted. If anything happened to Brian, it would be all her fault. It was just another thing to add to the pile of reasons why Ethan would hate her until the end of time.
Meliah relaxed against Brian again. She ran her hands across his flesh. The black lines along Brian’s skin curved like ivy down the length of his arm and well past his neck, up his jaw and cheek. The girl brushed the backs of her fingers against his face, continuing her soft song. The crystal knife in her hand gleamed.
Julia swallowed as Meliah lifted the knife. Her heart beat wildly. The sharp edge flash like ice and Meliah’s song rose, her eyes growing wide. She drove the tip of the blade into her own luminescent forearm, her voice cracking as she sang. A drop of golden liquid appeared at the site of the wound, followed by a stream that trickled down the side of her arm in a steady flow. Her breath hitched and she forced the blade deeper, her slim shoulders hunching forward like an injured
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