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and the gunfire stopped.
    Erik winced as blood flowed from a shoulder wound. 
    “You could have done that a bit sooner.” He dashed past Tate and put his hands on one of the humans carrying a now useless gun. “You like guns so much, huh?” Erik grimaced as he concentrated, and the human screamed, his cry louder than the surrounding cacophony.
    When Erik let go, the man’s hand started fusing to the broken gun, his skin growing over the weapon, tendons forming over the steel of the barrel.
    Erik tilted his head at his handiwork, and grinned. “Hope you know a good surgeon.”
    “Shit!” Erik dodged a ball of lighting that arced past his feet, singeing them.
    “Aim, Sophia,” he bellowed.
    “Get out of the way, Erik,” she yelled in response.
    They might have been outnumbered, but it wasn’t much of a fight. The Outsiders had the technical and physical advantage over the human crew, and the few Eternals that the hyena had in his groups were outmatched.
    Archer saw the first rays of sunlight start to peek on the horizon and yelled for Zane. “Get in the Impala’s trunk, now!”
    Zane must have sensed something because his head snapped toward the sun a moment before Archer called. He took a moment to send the human he was fighting reeling, with a surprise uppercut, then turned and sprinted for the Impala.
    “Catch, Zane.” Heath tossed the keys and Zane caught them without looking and was in the trunk of the Impala before the sun got any higher on the horizon.
    “Time to finish this up,” Archer ordered, and moved in to eliminate the rest of the threat.
    He aimed for the hyena and was two steps away when he fell back, flinching, his arm thrown up to protect his eyes from the blinding white light that had flared up behind the werehyena.
     
    * * * *
     
    Scarlet was getting frustrated, and it was making her mood, pissy.
    She’d been stuck in phoenix limbo—as she called it—for a month now, and she wanted to go back. She missed the Outsiders, but she ached with longing for Archer. She dreamt of him every night—his handsome face and shiver- causing smile. When she woke, she felt bitter disappointment.
    She tried not to examine what she was feeling too closely. She still insisted to herself that her heart wasn’t involved with Archer. However, when she thought that maybe he wasn’t looking for her, she felt a stab of pain, and it annoyed her.
    Scarlet wanted to know what he was doing, and the women had been teaching her how to open a portal, but she had failed so far, and since none of the women knew Archer, they couldn’t do it for her. She had to learn on her own.
    “Fuck it,” she spat, and rose from her cross-legged position on the floor.
    Ath smiled at Scarlet. “Flowery, Scar, but you are being impatient again.”
    Where does the woman get all her damn patience?
    Scarlet glared at the pretty brunette. “I’ve been trying for weeks.”
    “And you might have to try for many more weeks to get it right, but you won’t if you keep losing focus due to impatience.”
    Scarlet looked around the circle of women that sat on the floor. Even Angelica had warmed to her, though she stayed quiet and withdrawn.
    They sat still, waiting for Scarlet to get over her annoyance and sit back down.
    Scarlet harrumphed and sat down between Ath and Kell cross legged again.
    “Now, focus,” Kell suggested. “Breathe in through your nose—”
    “And out through my ass,” Scarlet quipped.
    “That’s why you aren’t getting anywhere, so stop being a smart mouth and concentrate,” Ath chided
    “Yea, yeah.” Scarlet rolled her eyes. “And out through my mouth.”
    Time to get serious.
    Scarlet concentrated on how much she missed Archer, but nothing appeared in the air in front of her. So, she tried to picture his face, his dark hair with the long front that hid his eyes when he didn’t want you to read his expression along with the contrasting blue and amber-yellow of his wolf eyes, and the forest smell of