Academy of Sorcery: Term 2: Fallen Master by Alexa B. James

Author:Alexa B. James [James, Alexa B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Speak Now
Published: 2020-02-16T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“I don’t know what we can do right now,” Darius admits. We woke him when we got back from our date. He came to the door in a robe, which he’s still wearing as we stand in his living room area. His hair is mussed, and if I wasn’t freaking out right now, I’d be swooning over how adorably unkempt he looks. But I can’t think about anything but Dad—not the professor’s sexiness, and not how rude it is to show up in front of him with my date.

Some things are more important than manners, and my dad is one of them.

“We have to find him,” I say. “Can’t someone do a spell and see where he is? Or hell, I’ll hire a demonling.”

“We don’t allow those on campus,” Darius says, rubbing his jaw and frowning at me.

“I know where to find some,” I say. I almost blurt out that I’ve been practicing a little dark magic, too, so I might be able to summon one here if I learned that spell.

“If we go to Silas’s, he’s liable to try to make you stay,” Thorn says. “He just lost his collateral.”

“I’d like to see him try,” I growl.

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” Darius says, holding up a hand. “Thorn, can you attempt to see where he is? Jade, try to think of something you might have in your room that belonged to your father. An item that is meaningful to him can sometimes work wonders to help find a person. Rocco, keep watch for a few minutes. I’m going to change, and then we’ll pay Silas a visit.”

When he ducks down the hall to change, I stare after him, wishing I could follow. Wishing he could make me forget all this, and I could wake up in his arms and find that it was all a dream.

“I don’t have anything of my dad’s,” I say, tearing my eyes away from the door through which the professor disappeared. “He’s not really sentimental. We moved a few years ago, and he didn’t bring any mementos to remind him of Mom. He said it hurt too much to see them around.”

“I’m sorry,” Thorn says, slipping his arms around me and pulling me into his chest. I rest my forehead against him, listening to the steady thump of his heartbeat and letting it calm me.

“It’s okay,” I say. “Maybe we can go by his house on our way. We might not find anything meaningful to him, but he probably has something you could use. A hairbrush or something.”

“If there’s any chance he did run away from Silas, he won’t go back home, right?” Rocco asks. “I mean, it’s the first place Silas would look, right?”

“I don’t know,” I mumble. Silas would probably look here first because like me, Dad has only one person. He’d come here if he ran away. Which is just another reason I know he didn’t run. Someone had to have taken him.

“If someone took him to get to me, then walking into his house might be just what they expect me to do,” I say.

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