splayed open. At that same moment, my eyelids grew heavy, and I strained to keep them open. The room moved, making me dizzy. It was so severe that I couldn’t keep them open. My body slumped as I fell into a deep asleep.
Airport Hostage
– Jarak –
I closed the sliding door to the jet’s kitchenette as I entered behind Victor. Not that Esmeralda would wake from a sleeping spell too easily, but it was best not to push the boundaries.
“You have a lot to explain.” I demanded in a hushed voice.
“You can talk louder. She won’t wake up for a while. A sleep spell takes at least an hour to wear off.”
“I know that, but she’s different. Isn’t that why you need her? What is going on, Victor? You told me that you found her and hired me to protect her. I assumed that she knew she’s a witch. I mean, she’s the witch. Right?” My insides burned, and my pulse pounded in my ears. Clenching my jaw, I glared at him.
“Jarak, listen… I hired you to help keep her safe from Nicholas, not from me. I don’t want to hurt her. I need her.”
“I still don’t understand. Why do you need her?”
“We all know Nicholas wants her to help create his cross-breeds. He needs all five elements in one form to do that, something she has.” He paused, giving a half-shrug. “I, on the other hand, need her to help destroy Nicholas’s spell.”
“What do you get out of it?”
He gave a sly smile. “I have my reasons, but that’s my secret.”
“Will she be hurt?”
“Why do you care?” His voice boomed through the kitchen.
“As a Guardian I take my job seriously.” His secret put me on edge. Something didn’t feel right.
“As soon as I am rid of Nicholas’s spell, she can leave… if she survives.”
“She doesn’t even know she’s a witch! How does she not know this? She’s what—twenty now?”
Victor nodded. “Eighteen actually, and to answer your question, Meadow concealed her magic. That’s why she didn’t know. Now Meadow’s too weak to hold the concealment and Esmerelda’s magic is showing itself.
“Meadow went through so much these last eighteen years. Her husband, for all intents and purposes, is a marshal for the B.O.M.B., and they held each other in a Confidere Spell.” He opened the fridge, taking out a bottle of water and took a drink.
I grew impatient. “What is that? I’m a Guardian, not a Warlock.”
“I’ll put it humanly . They placed a spell over each other, making it impossible for the other to talk, or to go to anyone, about Esmerelda.”
His voice dropped. “I had Meadow take Esmerelda as an infant, and Adonia and Torres—her real parents—hired Bry to find her. So they both had their reasons.”
I hit the door, causing a dent. “She has no clue about that either does she? The part about Adonia and Torres…” Clenching my jaw, I ground my teeth. All this time, wasted, she had no clue who she was.
Keeping her safe was my job now. She’d been missing for years and presumed dead. Torres and Adonia went into hiding as they searched for their daughter. Now she was in my care, and I would do whatever I needed to protect her.
Victor shook his head. “Not yet.”
“Fine, but you’re not expecting her to trust you after this, right?” It was going to be a long trip, and I needed to find a way out of working for Victor and take Esmerelda home, where she truly belonged.
“I’m well aware of what could happen, and her safety must come first. It took us too long to find her in the first place. As it is, Meadow is almost dead because of her situation.”
I was so sick of his excuses. I watched Esmerelda at the hospital a couple days ago when she visited Meadow. I stayed back, far enough away that she never knew I was there. I had watched over her for about a month now—in secret, but I never knew she didn’t know her true heritage.
“Whatever man, but for the record, I think she should be told.” Anger boiled inside of me, and I didn’t