“He said what!?” Guy’s mouth dropped as I gave him the grave news of what Wyatt wanted to do.
“Yeah, you heard me. He said he wants to go find a monolith.”
“Some days I feel like I’ve been dropped into an alternate dimension because of the things that come out of your mouth.”
I chastised Wyatt, but as always, he ignored me.
“Ask Guy why the sky is orange,” Wyatt told me.
“Okay.” I turned to Guy. “Guy, why is the sky orange?”
Guy paused and moved his hands like he was fiddling with a pair of keys, obviously trying to get his thoughts together.
“That’s a good question! I don’t really have a good answer.”
“He’s lying,” Wyatt announced in my head.
“He’s our mate!” I tried to remind Wyatt.
“It doesn’t matter. We know when Sapph is lying, and we know when Guy is lying.”
I hated to say it, but he was right. I could smell Guy’s sweat coming, stressful and sharp. But the last thing I wanted to do was hurt my mate.
“You’re too soft on them. You want me to get better? Then we need to do this and do it fast.”
“Hey, screw you! Just because you’re grieving doesn’t mean you need to be an ass to the people who care about you. You could try having some patience with us like we’re patient with you.”
“Are you two in the middle of a conversation?” Guy asked softly as he stood there shuffling his feet. “It’s a little awkward being on the outside looking in, you know.”
Never thought I’d miss being stuck together in one head.
“Sorry, Guy. Wyatt is having an attitude with me right now. He thinks I’m too soft on you.”
“I mean, I can’t say I like it when you’re hard any less.” He said it with a blush.
I gave him a wolfish smile. “Any other time, babe, and I would be so down for that. But seriously, Wyatt is not going to let this go.”
I gently grasped his shoulders and continued on.
“If you know why the sky is orange, please say so now, because he’s going to try to take over if you don’t. You’re not going to get in trouble. Just whatever you know, even if it seems insignificant, it can help.”
He swallowed, and I could see the wheels turning in his head. Eventually, he nodded.
“Okay. I’m going to show you something. Something the rest of the city—hell, even the capps—don’t know about. So you have to keep it to yourself, okay?”
I nodded. “Of course. Anything you show me and Wyatt is on lock. I swear.”
Guy let out a shaky breath and nodded.
“Okay. Follow me.”
With a flap of his wings, he took off into the air, high enough above the trees but low enough that I could follow him.
We broke through the tree line on the other side of the city, and in the process, we stopped walking beneath an orange sky. It was like walking from one world into another. The city stopped like the artist ran out of ink. Not all the ink, just every other color except one.
The sky was blue on this side.
Normal blue.
But that was the last thing that was normal.
While Cyran City might be weird with its giant mushroom buildings and mushroom populace, at least there was something there.
Out here, there was nothing but sand.
Grainy gray sand as far as the eye could see.
I turned to Guy, eyes wide and full of fear and confusion.
“Guy, what the hell happened out here!?”
With a deep sigh, Guy floated down to the ground and wrapped his arms around my waist.
“Just hold on. I think this is something I need to show you instead of tell you.”
Why did that make me break out into a cold sweat?
We flew up above the city tree line, but we kept going. Cyran city shrank until it was unrecognizeable. Eventually, the fog surrounding the city, the orange mist, started to take shape. By the time I finally made out the shape, we were so high into the sky that it was hard for me to breathe.
And seeing something so horrific certainly didn’t help my breathing either.
The city that we all knew and loved? The orange sky that we’d all been questioning?
It was covered by a monolith.
A freaking colossal—no, that’s not the right word. This was the biggest monolith I had ever seen. It was so big it could put Mount Everest to shame. It was like Cyran City had been covered by its body.
“How long have you known?” I asked Guy.
He was just as quiet as Wyatt was, but I bet for two very different reasons.
“I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes until today, but I heard Rupert talking about it years ago, when I was younger. Apparently, the only reason the city is intact is because something made the monolith attacking us freeze in place, basically.”
Guy flew us back down to the ground. His grip on me was steady, but his heartbeat was all over the place. I could tell this shook him just as much as it shook me.
Yet in my mind, I could hear Wyatt laughing his ass off.
I grit my teeth and basically yelled at him, “What the hell is so funny!?”
“Oh, nothing. Just the irony that the thing that killed the world is somehow what saved us all. It’s disgusting and beautiful in its own way. But the best part is that it is exactly what I need to enact my plan.”
“And what the hell is your plan?” I barked him, ready to tear someone's throat out.
“You’re not going to want to hear it,” Wyatt admitted softly.
I wasn’t sure whether his bravado or his meekness was more annoying, but I didn’t like either.
“Tell me, or I’m going to make this very difficult for you.” He’s not the only one who can put up walls.
A sigh escaped him.
“He said the monolith was sleeping, right? Or paralyzed? The first part of this plan was to find a monolith. The second part of this plan is to get a sample from one.”
I narrowed my eyes at him, knowing that wasn’t it.
“And?”
“We get that sample while it’s still up and moving around, of course.”
Because, of course, nothing is ever reasonable with this man.
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