You won't fall, I interrupt fiercely, wrapping my mental arms around him, pouring every ounce of my Anchor stability into his mind. I am the Anchor. I will hold you to the sky. I will hold you to the earth. You are the Shield, Kade. And the Shield does not break.
He smiles, a fierce, devastating expression in the dim light. I love you, Luna.
Come home, Alpha, I reply.
The jets scream down the runway, their afterburners igniting the night, and launch into the dark, starry sky.
The flight to the Sahara takes four hours.
I remain in the war room, my hands pressed flat against the tactical console, my consciousness expanded to the absolute limit. I am not just monitoring the telemetry; I am actively anchoring the vanguard. I drive my magic deep into the ley-lines, creating a massive, invi
