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Chapter 59 A Reckoning
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Arlo She never stops amazing me. I know she has to be frightened of going back to the area where the cabal practices their evil magic. None of us knows what to expect and she told me all about the sense of dread she felt when she and Kestrel stumbled across the place.Yet she never wavers. Her steps are strong and sure, hurrying toward the danger to face it head-on. Not that I’ve had a moment’s doubt, but she keeps proving every day, in every way, what an incredible Luna she’s going to be.“We’re very close now. I really hope we’ll be able to save the women,” Hilda says quietly, so only I can hear her. I share that wish, but I doubt it’ll come to pass. Why would they have needed so many women if the previous ones weren’t dead? Women I brought to them, probably kicking and screaming. I still have no memory of it.“Stop it,” Hilda whispers fiercely. “Even your warriors believe in your innocence. I know I’m biased. I love you and I’m addicted to your incredible body,” she adds with a sl
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Arlo“Find her!” I roar, rushing forward blindly, not even feeling the impact as I bounce off the trees. I can’t smell her, I can’t feel her and the cold, quiet desolation I suffer in the absence of her bright warmth is making me crazy. It’s impossible to stop and think. I have to keep moving. I have to find her.I’m not going back without her. We don’t know what they use the women they take for, but I know none of them have ever come back. Without Hilda I have no life. Nothing has any meaning. I can’t lose her.“Arlo, slow down,” Percy says quietly, his voice heavy with heartache. “We’re not going to make any headway like this. Put your hand on my shoulder and follow me. We’re pushing on, getting past their damn barrier, no matter what they throw at us. I also love her. We all do, in our hearts she’s already our Luna, but you know she’s my friend as well and I’m determined to find her.”Under different circumstances his words would have sent my spirits soaring. To know my most truste
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HildaI wake up lost in a cloud of confusion, my head feeling heavy and unclear. I’m lying on my back on something hard and I blink groggily, my brain struggling to catch up with reality.I’m in a cave, the walls and roof visible due to the light cast by the red candles flickering all around me. I’m on a stone slab, dressed in a flimsy white nightgown, my arms and legs spread eagled and held by what appears to be manacles of flame. I’m not writhing in pain, so it’s obviously magic.It’s impossible to see anything beyond the ring of light surrounding me. The rest of the cave is dark as a pit of starless eternity. I can’t feel Arlo, but I hope he’s safe and free somewhere out there. His absence is dull, not empty, and I believe whoever caught me is blanketing our bond, hiding us from each other. If he was close by I don’t believe there’s magic strong enough to keep me from sensing him and I hang on to that thought desperately. As long as I believe he’s safe, I can remain calm.“Well, we
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Hilda I know there’s no way that Arlo’s not trying to find and save me right now, but I hope he stays very far away. I can’t stand the thought of these people interfering with his life any more than they already have.“Why me?” I ask, hoping that something he says will help me find a way out of this nightmare. Maelor shrugs, “Arlo is in love with you and you seem strong enough to contain Morgana’s immense power. Through you we can continue controlling him, but far more successfully this time.”Oh, hell no. I would rather die than play into their hands. “I don’t understand why you need Arlo at all. What do you want from him? And why bring this Morgana back? Seems to me she outstrips you in power, won’t she just push you aside and take over the way Lilith did?”Maelor smiles again, looking at me like I’m his favorite pet, performing a trick for attention. “I worked on Morgana’s resurrection spell very carefully. If she makes any move against me, she’ll return from where she came immedi
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CereliaWe ran for almost an hour before daring to stop. I don’t think Maelor’s following us, but he’s clearly a master manipulator, so who the heck knows.Soren’s unsteady on his legs and I’m worried about the deep gash running down his side. “Lie down,” I tell him, rubbing my hands together. He eyes the ball of light forming between my palms suspiciously, but finally does as he’s told, choosing to trust me.My proximity as his mate will speed up his natural werewolf healing abilities, but not as much as my magic can. I was looking forward to learning a lot more about restorative magic, excited at the prospect of being able to help others. I guess my ‘teacher’ was never going to expend too much energy on teaching me such inconsequential powers.It’s still difficult to accept that I’d been so thoroughly duped by Maelor. I was so grateful to him for taking me in and giving me something to focus on while my heart was in tatters. “It’s not your fault. I told you he could be trusted,” Sor
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Hilda Struggling causes the glowing ropes to singe my skin. I fight through the pain, knowing what will happen if I don’t get out of here. It’s no use though. The harder I try, the more solid my bonds seem to become.Nearly an hour’s passed since Maelor left, I’ve been carefully keeping count. I’ve tried changing to my wolf form, hoping to just slip off into the night. Maelor obviously considered that and took steps to prevent it. I’m out of options. They were limited to begin with, but I won’t give up.Closing my eyes, I take deep, measured breaths, doing my best to remain calm and think. I have no experience with this type of magic. What its strengths and weaknesses are, what I can do to fight it. Except...Finding and loving me helped Arlo finally slip the leash of his mother’s control.This surely isn’t true for all forms of sorcery, but the dark, evil kind practiced by Maelor and his cabal doesn’t seem to enjoy the purity of real love. Maelor’s dampening my connection to Arlo, bu
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Arlo“Hilda!” my jagged thoughts and ragged breathing immediately calms now that she’s safe in my arms. I’ve been running like a maniac since the moment her presence ignited my soul.I went back to the pack house with the others, but only stayed about 10 minutes before quietly heading back to the woods. There would be no rest for me while my mate was in danger, I may as well keep searching.I shifted immediately this time, protecting myself from blindness. None of the other spells seemed to activate to my great relief. The wards still seemed to recognize me as Arlo even though my mother’s control spell didn’t.“I’m so happy to- Wait, what are you wearing? Did they hurt you? Touch you against your will? I’ll disembowel each and every one of them and string them up by their spinal columns.” The words rip from the depths of my being before I can take a moment to think.Hilda’s arms tighten around me and my fury decreases infinitesimally when she says, “No, I’m fine. You saved me before m
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