suited Collette to a T. He’d destroyed her Mirror Mate so she would get his?
Well, it wouldn’t fucking work that way.
He reached for Cali’s hand, wanting the contact, craving it like he’d never craved anything before in his life. His whole body was tuned into her, and it took all his control to stay his more intense impulses. “We should go out the back in case anyone was left in that van two houses down.”
Cali swung her hand out from under his right before they touched. Their eyes locked. Felix grew hot and cold all at once.
Fuck, he wanted her.
Those insanely dark eyes left his quickly. Had she seen the carnal need raging within him? “I can’t leave. All this” — she encompassed the whole house — “aren’t we supposed to, I don’t know, report it to the cops? We were attacked. What if my parents come back? They probably made a run for it.”
“They didn’t leave.” He tried to say it gently. She needed to understand that her parents hadn’t been real. “They were an Illusion. Like whatever it is you saw in the hallway. I’m guessing they were Collette’s doing. They were planning this, Cali.”
Her fisted hands came to rest on her hips. “Oh, yeah? And how the hell did they know I was going to be here? I don’t live here anymore.”
“A Dreamer,” Sydney spoke up softly.
Cali spun on her. “A what?”
“Dreamer,” Felix answered for her. “They have visions. Past, present, future. They usually don’t have control over it unless they’re a full-forced Dreamer.” Was that how Collette had known to find Cali? But the only full-forced Dreamer he knew was Kevin, and he was in no position to help Collette.
“Look,” Sydney said. “We’ll explain everything to you, but we really need to get a move on. For whatever reason someone is after you.” She stared pointedly at Collette. “That’s bad news in my book.”
“I can’t just get up and leave,” Cali persisted, stubbornly.
Sydney gave him an exasperated and somewhat expectant look.
He gave her his own look. “What?”
“Can’t you do something here?”
“What do you want me to do?”
“She’s your Mirror Mate,” she said. “Can’t you, I don’t know, control her or something?”
Felix gave her a wry smile. “I don’t think it works that way, Syd.”
“Well, it should,” she huffed. “It’d definitely make this easier.”
He grinned. “As entertaining as that thought might be, now is not the time to dwell on it.” They needed to get out of here. Apart of him wanted to stay so he could question Collette when she awoke, but she was too unstable. Who knew how strong she’d be when she woke up? A full-forced Illusionist was nothing to mess around with. Especially one you’ve scorned. Ignoring his inner voice, he turned to his predicted Mirror Mate. She seemed to be handling everything relatively well, considering she hadn’t flipped out and called him a freak yet.
He tried for logic. “Let’s say your parents were real. If they left, then I’m sure they’re getting the police as we speak.”
That did it. Some of the edge left her shoulders and she rubbed at her temples. “That man … ” She gestured down the hall to where it dead-ended into the kitchen. “He’s gone, too. There isn’t even a sign of his blood. How is that even possible?”
His eyes caught Sydney’s.
They were both thinking the same thing. Someone was going to painstaking ends to set Cali up.
What the hell was Collette up to?
His confusion grew, as did his anger.
Cali started toward the kitchen, pausing to pick up a large, duffel-type purse and sling it over her shoulder. Her attention crept to where the first Illusion had been. She was trying to piece it together, to explain it to herself, and Felix kept quiet. She was strong, but even the strongest of people broke when their world was flipped too fast.
Hell, he’d locked himself in his room for two months when he’d first used his powers.
He understood all
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