BACK IN FAERY.

MAHINA.

“You don’t say.” I sass back at the dean hands on my hips trying to ignore the fact that the mystery man from Bright had just materialized from thin air.

I go to defend the guy before I get a read on their faces. I stare at Khalil then my phantom saviour and back again, my head swinging like a damn pendulum. He had just come from a leaf tornado, but the dean was acting like that wasn’t the big deal here and why the hell did Keon and Killian look like they had seen a ghost?

Before I could voice my thoughts, the dean and the phantom embrace.

Huh?

“Rhys it’s been so long, brother, too long,” the dean whispers in a strangled voice squeezing Rhys then patting him on the back.

Oh!

“We didn’t think we’d see you again but she had your sword and…”

Was Killian babbling? Holy shit!

Who was this dude really?

Rhys, my phantom just grabs and embraces him, with Keon joining in the massive group hug.

Wow, I guess they all did know each other.