Chapter 241
Half an hour later, I stumbled away from
Tristan’s body and into Asher’s warm embrace.
My legs had been reduced to jelly, and my magical reserves drained so low they might never recover. I could only imagine how much blood and rest it would take before they were back to normal again.
Asher’s voice washed over my shoulders, his breath fluttering against my cheek, but the blood roaring in my ears kept me from hearing.
I’d poured everything into Tristan- everything.
Holly and Giovanni remained rooted in place, searching for any sign of life whether it be a heartbeat or an influx of breath. The inky strands of my half-sister’s hair cascaded down Tristan’s shoulder, hanging off the side of the table he’d been placed onto.
With her ear placed against his chest, she waited and waited.
I understood her worry. Really, I did. Her mother had to sacrifice ten witches just to lock my father’s soul into my body. While I didn’t have ten innocent people to slaughter, I did have something else on my side.
That otherworldly and very much feminine presence that had taken over just minutes before, allowing me a split second of control when I needed it most, hadn’t left me. It was still here, bubbling in my veins and wrapping itself around my body in a shroud of silk.
As I used it to strengthen my own magic, I swore I heard its whisper ring in my ears before vanishing completely, melting into the night sky and the stars that watched over head.
“…just this once.’ It had said.
When it left, and I felt its absence ringing in my soul, I whispered a quick thank you to the Moon Goddess.
During the walk back to the house, Asher recounted what happened the moment I slipped away. Half of the story he told with words, while the other came in the form of memories dancing down the mate-bond.
Witches had poured into the pack, concealed by Angelica’s twin sister, who had also survived the battle. In fact, the two of them were currently in the living room, watching television like two normal children. The witches had split into groups, some attacking the town while others came to the house, beckoned by Cassidy’s call.
Those who went into town were met with not only warriors, but pack members who took it upon themselves to defend their own.
Even my dad, who was now safe with Flora visiting grandma in the hospital, had joined the battle.
As for Cassidy herself, I witnessed her death in Asher’s memory, and relished every gruesome second.
had been kidnapped and murdered days prior, was torn limb from limb by
ten years. Cassidy might have been responsible for tearing them apart, but in the end, she’d also been
could dare pull us apart, we waited in the silence for life to blossom
came with a quiet thud, so soft that it could’ve belonged to a bird perching on a branch, or the first droplet of rain colliding with the hard ground. Holly’s ragged gasp told me it was neither of those
which turned into ten,
into his lungs. The sound was deafening, a clash of cymbals that made my ears ring and eyes water. It was the sound of
his chest had been hard to heal. It was a wound created by dark
to my father, I was met with a familiar shade just a few touches
Her name fell from his mouth, quiet like
from the scent of blood and decay, I could tell there were plenty. Breyona, Giovanni, Asher, and I remained inside, witnessing this
and while her hair created a barrier between us and them, I could still see the raw
was crying myself until Asher’s soft lips grazed my cheek and the rough pad of his
them.”
a moment to compose myself, Tristan had his sights set on Giovanni. Breyona watched with the same
until the light hit them just right. I never could tell
seeping through the rough
The movement was a bit slow, but he had just come back to life. Not one of us knew how long it would
didn’t I?”
as the scent hit the air, rich and sweet in a way that reminded me of dark chocolate and nectarines. It was easy to ignore the pull to feed when Tristan’s eyes
and Holly, finally coming to a rest
“My Queen.”
last words-the very ones he uttered as his life slipped through my
hard as it was to force the
the ice that encased them thaw ever so
why.” He replied.
You knew Freya’s spell would break. Why did you do it?”
carefully chosen in the way that only Tristan could truly master. I wanted to believe it was the acceptance in my eyes and in Holly’s that gave him the confidence to speak freely, to let go of the restraints that held
It was my mistake believing there was only one type of love. You made me realize there wasn’t one, but many. You are a force of nature, something this world has needed for centuries. Every challenge you’ve faced, you met it head on. You are strong, compassionate, and care for people
I know something happened between you two, and I won’t ask you to let that go, but I will ask you for something else. I
attention on Tristan. I forgave Holly for
deserve good.” She whispered, carefully extracting her hand from his. “Do you want to know what I did? I sold
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