Ridley’s head whipped toward me, and I froze.
I had called Liv “L.”
There was only one L in my life. Even though Liv didn’t notice, Ridley did. Her eyes were wild as she sucked on her lollipop. She was staring right at me, and I could feel my will slipping away. I dropped the Arclight, and it rolled across the mossy forest floor.
Liv crouched over the Arclight, sitting on her heels. “That’s strange. Why do you suppose it’s flashing green again? Another visit from Amma, Arelia, and Twyla?”
“It’s probably a bomb.” I heard Link’s voice, but I couldn’t say a word. I dropped to the ground at Ridley’s feet. It had been a while since she had flexed her Siren powers on me. I had a fleeting thought before my face hit the mud. Either Link was right, and he was immune to her now, or she was really holding back. If that was true, it was something new for her.
“If you hurt my cousin… if you so much as think about hurting my cousin, you’ll spend the rest of your miserable life as my slave. Understand, Short Straw?”
My head lifted involuntarily and twisted, which made my neck feel like it was about to snap. My eyes forced themselves open, and I was staring into Ridley’s glowing yellow eyes. They were burning so bright, I was getting dizzy.
“Stop that.” I heard Liv’s voice and felt the weight of my body slam against the ground before I regained control of it. “For goodness sake, Ridley, don’t be stupid.”
Liv and Ridley were standing face to face. Liv’s arms were folded across her chest. Ridley held the lollipop between the two of them. “Settle down, Poppins. Short Straw and I are friends.”
“It doesn’t look that way to me.” Liv’s voice was rising. “Don’t forget, we’re the ones risking our lives to save Lena.” Their faces were lit with flashes of colored light. The Arclight was going wild, pulsing color through the trees.
“Don’t get your knickers in a twist, Mate.” Ridley’s eyes were steely.
Liv’s were dark. “Don’t be a bloody fool. If Ethan doesn’t care about Lena, then what are we doing in the middle of these godforsaken woods?”
“Good question, Keeper. I know what I’m doing here. But if you don’t care about Boyfriend, what’s your excuse?” Ridley was standing inches from Liv, but Liv didn’t back down.
“What am I doing here? The Southern Star has vanished, a Cataclyst is calling a moon out of time at the mythical Great Barrier, and you’re asking what I’m doing here? Are you serious?”
“So this has nothing to do with Boyfriend?”
“Ethan, who is, in fact, no one’s boyfriend, doesn’t know anything about the Caster world.” Liv wasn’t rattled. “He’s in over his head. He needs a Keeper.”
“Actually, you’re a Keeper-in-Training. Asking you for help is like asking a nurse to perform open-heart surgery. And according to your job description, you’re not supposed to get involved. So the way I see it, you aren’t a very good Keeper.” Ridley was right. There were rules, and Liv was breaking them.
“That may be true, but I am an excellent astronomer. And without my readings, we wouldn’t be able to use this map at all, or find the Great Barrier, or Lena.”
The Arclight went cold in my hand. It was completely black again.
“Did I miss somethin’?” Link stepped out of the bushes, zipping his fly. The girls stared at him as I pulled myself up out of the mud. “Sweet tea in the toilet. I always miss the good stuff.”
“What—” Liv tapped on her selenometer. “Something’s wrong. The dials are going crazy.”
Beyond the trees, a crashing noise echoed through the forest. Hunting must have caught up with us. Then I had another thought, fleeting, but it didn’t make me feel any less guilty.
Maybe it was someone else, someone who didn’t like us following her. Someone who could control things in the natural world.
“Go!”
The crashing grew louder. Without warning, the trees on either side collapsed in front of me. I backed away. The last time trees had fallen in front of me, it hadn’t been an accident.
Lena! Is that you?
A few feet around us, great moss-covered oaks and white pines ripped up out of the mud, roots and all, crashing back to the ground.
Lena, don’t!
Link stumbled toward Ridley. “Unwrap a sucker, Babe.”
“I told you not to call me Babe.”