Burned

can figure anything more out from my end. Hey, find Dallas and fill him in on everything but the poem.”
    “I already told you I ain’t rattin’ you out.”
    “Thanks, Kramisha. You’re a really good Poet Laureate.”
    “You ain’t so bad yourself for a country girl.”
    “See ya.” Stevie Rae waved and started to jog for Z’s car.
    “I got your back, High Priestess!”
    Kramisha’s parting words made Stevie Rae’s stomach feel all squishy, but also had her grinning as she started Z’s car. She was just getting ready to put the car into gear when she realized (a) she didn’t know where she was going, and (b) the whole “conjure the earth” thing would be loads easier if she’d bothered to grab a green candle and maybe even some sweetgrass to draw some positive energy. Totally annoyed at herself, she put the car into neutral. Where in the Sam Hill was she going?
    Back to Rephaim.
The thought was like breathing—instant and natural. Stevie Rae reached for the gearshift, but her hand paused. Would going back to Rephaim right now really be the smartest thing for her to do?
    Sure, on one hand she’d gotten a bunch of info from him about Kalona and Darkness and such.
    On the other, she didn’t really trust him. She
couldn’t
really trust him.
    Plus, he messed with her head. When she’d read Kramisha’s poem, she’d been too dang busy obsessing about him to consider anything else—like the fact the poem could be a warning about the bad red fledglings and not just stuff about her and the Raven Mocker.
    So what the heck should she do?
    She’d told Rephaim she’d come back to check on him, but she wanted to return because of more than just telling him she would. Stevie Rae needed to see him.
Needed to?
Yes, she admitted reluctantly to herself. She needed to see the Raven Mocker. The admission jarred Stevie Rae.
    “I’m Imprinted with him. That means we got a connection, and there’s not much I can do about it,” she muttered to herself while she squeezed the Bug’s steering wheel. “I’m just gonna have to get used to it and deal with it.”
    And I have to remember that he is his father’s son.
    Fine. Okay. She’d check on him. She’d also ask him questions about Light as well as Darkness, and about two cows. She scowled. Well, bulls. But she should do some digging for herself without Rephaim. She really should evoke her element and see what info she could get on the cow/bulls. That would be using her good sense. Then Stevie Rae grinned and slapped the steering wheel.
    “I got it! I’ll stop at that cute old park that’s on the way to Gilcrease. Do a little earth magick, and then check on Rephaim. Easy-peasy!” Of course first she’d duck back into Nyx’s Temple and grab a green candle, some matches, and some sweetgrass. Feeling better now that she had a plan, she was just getting ready to take the Bug outta neutral when she heard the sound of cowboy boots tapping against the asphalt of the parking lot and then Dallas speaking with exaggerated nonchalance.
    “I’m just walkin’ out here to Zoey’s car. I’m not sneakin’ up on Stevie Rae and makin’ her jump.”
    Stevie Rae rolled down her window and grinned at him. “Hey there, Dallas. I thought Kramisha said you were working out with Dragon.”
    “I was. Check it out—Dragon gave me this cool knife. Said it’s a dirk. He also said I might be good with it.”
    Stevie Rae watched dubiously as Dallas pulled a pointy, double-edged knife from a leather holder he was wearing strapped around his waist and held it kinda awkwardly, like he wasn’t sure whether it would cut someone else, or cut him.
    “It’s real sharp-looking,” Stevie Rae said, trying to sound positive.
    “Yeah, that’s why I’m not using it to practice with yet, but Dragon did say I could wear it. For a while. If I was careful.”
    “Oh, okay. Cool.” If she lived a million years Stevie Rae was sure she’d never understand guy stuff.
    “Yeah, so, I got done with my dirk lessons and ran into Kramishaon my way out of the Field House,” Dallas said while he sheathed the knife. “She said she’d left you here ’cause you were gettin’ ready to take off to go do some earth thing. I thought I’d try to catch you before you left and come along.”
    “Oh, well. That’s nice, Dallas, but I’m fine by myself. Actually, it would really help if you grabbed a green candle and some matches for me from Nyx’s Temple and ran them back out here to me. Oh,