ArcKnight (The ArcKnight Chronicles #1)

Chapter Twenty-eight

I paused, confused. How would she know about them?

"They're wolf-gargoyle shifters who used to be part of the MarkTier pack before they were banished. Did you encounter them in the fog?" I asked. She nodded but didn't make a move for the bed. I sighed. "They're dangerous and haven't been seen around Temple for centuries. But they're back. At least I'm pretty convinced they are."

"Do you know what they've been doing since they were banished?" That last word made her wince. It probably brought back recent, painful events.

How did she know so much?

"No. They disappeared after they were banished and haven't been seen around these parts for centuries. Most believed they died off in the wild, unable to survive isolation. No one has heard from them since they left."

"Why would they return? Why now?"

I shrugged, holding back my own question about why she was asking me these things. "I don't know. How did you encounter them? Did they hurt you?"

Her silence told me as much. She continued to pick at the paint, and tiny chips fluttered to the floor like snow.

"I need to show you something," she said and began to walk toward me. I waited as she sat down, wondering what was going on. She was acting odd, elusive even. I hoped she hadn't run into the KelHans while I was on patrol. There was no way to tell how many of them were still alive. And who knew the extent of their powers now?

Lily slipped onto the mattress next to me, wringing her fingers together. Her distress did not go unnoticed, but I feared speaking would knock her off her trajectory. I needed to hear what she had to say before she could shut down and keep it inside. We usually told each other everything, but this was something else. She was nervous, scared even. I hoped I didn't make her feel that way about telling me things.

I reached around her shoulders, pulling her in for a side hug. She stiffened but relaxed after a moment.

"What's wrong, Lily? You can tell me anything, you know that."

She kept her eyes down, pressing her hands together as she continued to fidget. She was mustering the courage to tell me something unpleasant. I was ready to hear anything. There was nothing in the world that could get in the way of my love for her.

Finally, she held up her right hand. "Have you ever seen this before?" On her palm, a small rune was glowing. It emanated from under her skin, like a tattoo of light. It was oddly familiar.

"I have seen it before in my studies," I answered. "It's one of the many runes which represent some of the wolf packs across the world. Usually, it's hidden under the skin on a specific part of the body, depending on the wolf pack involved, and can only be seen via black light. It's an ancient shifter mark that has faded, for the most part, over centuries of intermixing shifter bloodlines with humans.

"The more human our kind have become, the more this magic has disappeared from our powers," I offered.

The symbol on Lily's palm was vibrant and new, just like one of centuries ago. How was it possible? It didn't need any kind of black light to be noticed.

"I've never seen that on you before," I said. Reaching out, I ran my fingers across the fiery emblem. It was flat and warm whereas the surrounding flesh of her fingers felt cold as stone. It was then that I noticed the unnatural pallor of her skin. I followed her arm up to her face where it was apparent her color was more than just fair. It had an underlying tinge of blue-grey, making her look almost ethereal. In the dim light of the dusk seeping through the curtains, she could have passed for an exquisitely carved statue.

"Lily? What's happened to you?"

Realizing I was staring, her hands flew up to her face. She covered her cheeks as she pulled away from me, her eyes wide with fear.

"It was Grayson. He's from the KelHan pack. I met him in the fog the other day. He did something to me but said he only woke up magic lying dormant in my veins. He said...." Lily inhaled sharply, her panicked voice shaking as she spoke. "He said I was part KelHan, but the curse doesn't affect me completely because my family defected before the curse was placed on their pack when they were all banished."

Confused, I stood up. Anger surged through me like a wildfire.

"Why didn't you tell me you spoke to Grayson? You―Part KelHan? No. That's not possible. They're supposed to be dead or dying off."

"He's very much alive, but I've never seen any others." Lily reached for me, tears shining in her dark eyes. "Ephrem, I didn't know he'd be there today. It's like I was compelled to return to the park. I don't remember wandering into the forest. It's all such a blur. My blood was on fire, and then the symbol appeared. I even healed a broken bone without shifting. How is that possible? I don't know what's going on. I think he's done something to make me do what he wants."

"Did he hurt you?" I reached out and traced her jawline with my fingers, pushing loose strands of her dark hair away from her blanched face. Gone was the healthy pink glow she'd once had. Instead, she resembled light gray marble.

"I don't know. He said me being near another of our pack"—she made quotation marks in the air—"sparked the transition." Her eyelids fluttered rapidly, allowing a single tear to drop down her cheek. "What does it all mean? Ephrem, I don't know what to do."

She buried her face in my chest as I held her tight, rubbing her back as gently as possible. My soul ached that Grayson had done something to her and I hadn't been there to stop him. He was going to have hell to pay now.

"Look, I'll go to the archives at the MarkTier palace. You probably shouldn't return there with me, after what happened with Elise, but I'll see what I can find. There must be something there that could help us with all this. I know the historian and archivist. His name is Langley, and he knows everything."

She nodded. "Okay." A faint spark of hope shined in her eyes. "I can see about getting hold of Rafaela. She might know something about our lineage or know someone who does. My mother might even know something."

I agreed. I pulled her in for another tight hug, and my lips found their way to hers. They were still soft but only slightly warm, like she'd just come in from the frigid air instead of having already warmed up in the safety of our apartment. The cold on the rest of her body was coming from inside her, not from the weather outside. She was so confused, and I hated that I couldn't help her yet.

Knowing I couldn't go with her, I decided to assign Jason to accompany her to the ArcKnight palace via the underground tunnels. I hated leaving her, but I had to talk with Langley myself. He wouldn't divulge sensitive and classified information to a stranger.

Ihated our laws even more. Being engaged to Lily but forbidden to marry underthe laws of our packs was unjustifiable. I didn't care what they would say whenwe did seal our vows. I would deal with the wrath of the MarkTier and ArcKnightcourts when the time came. If we had to leave Temple forever, I would. As longas I was with Lily. In the end, that was all that really mattered.