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information on our skills. She knows the castle library inside out and that’s where the facts about your fire skill will be. I’ll ’path her and ask her to meet us there. We’ll get some answers, and turn your heat off.” He whipped his shirt over his head. “This is damp, but I’ll roll it so I can create a barrier between us for ’porting. We’re gonna need something.”
    I lifted my arm. My skin looked as lily white as it usually did, only as he touched his shirt to my skin, steam hissed from it.
    “Ouch.” He dropped his shirt. “How did Moyer not notice this heat? He touched you right before you burnt me.”
    “Maybe it started after he left?” Or maybe… “I can’t harm the one I’m mated to. It’s impossible because everything inside me would rally against it. Perhaps I controlled the temp with him?”
    “Or he could be immune. As your mate, he physically holds the other half of your soul. A piece of you exists within him.”
    I gripped the ring swinging from my neck. “We need to check those records and find out if that’s why. Go without me and find out what I need. I’ll wait here.”
    “Leaving you alone isn’t an option. Anyone could walk down this beach. No. It’ll be easier to get Moyer to come back and simply have him test you as I did.”
    “He’s busy—” My head swam, and dizzy, I dropped to my knees. “Whoa.”
    “What’s wrong?” He crept closer then grumbled and backed away.
    “My head.” It throbbed, and as I focused within, a channel slowly formed and tapered outward. “Telepathy, I think.”
    “We’ve gotta get you out of here. Call to him.”
    “No.” Only, my mind splintered with a piercing intensity. My own voice echoed Guy’s name over and over inside my head. Oh hell, I couldn’t stop calling to him. “ Guy. Guy. Guy. ” His name spun out along the pathway I’d opened. “ Guy, please. Where are you? I need you. ” I slammed my hands on the ground and a vapor rose from under them. Oh no.
    “ Silvie? Is that you? ” His voice was frantic, yet vividly clear in my mind.
    “ I can hear you. You have to come. Skill. ” The glassy granules within the sand fused together and hardened. “ Like right now. You have to come and get me out of here. ”
    “ You’re a telepath? You have a skill? ”
    “ Fire skill. ”
    “ Hold on. The beach still? ”
    “ Yes, and be careful. Apparently I’m hot. I just burnt Zayn. ”
    “ I’m coming. ”
    A rush of wind hit me, and I pushed myself up. He stormed toward me and I shoved out a hand. “No. Stop. I might burn—”
    He yanked me off my feet and into a smothering hold. “You don’t feel hot to me.”
    “Guy.” Why had he done that? “Didn’t you hear me say I burnt Zayn?”
    “Yeah.” Pulling back a little, he eyed the protector. “He shouldn’t have touched you. His fault.”
    “You don’t feel her heat?” Zayn circled us. “It’s pulsing off her in waves.”
    “I’ve got nothing, although what are these?” He tapped his booted foot on the shards of glass I’d hardened.
    “That came from me.” I gripped his shirtfront. “The fire skill runs through my family line. It’s been two-hundred years since it last surfaced, but we’ll find any information I need in our history books. Zayn will ’path Belle and have her search the volumes. Can you take me to the castle? I have no other way of getting back.”
    “Of course I can. Whatever you need, I’ll provide.”
    Zayn shuffled back. “Let’s hurry. She’s getting hotter by the second.” To Guy he said, “Follow my ’porting airstream.”
    “Lead the way.” Everything darkened as Guy moved us through space and time. We arrived in the library, its thick double oak doors shut to any who might pass by. Rich mahogany shelves overflowed with burgundy leather-bound books, row after row of Peacio’s history lay before us. Exactly what I needed.
    “Thank you for bringing me home.”
    “You might need to be moved again. I’ll