Page 68 of Forsaken Secrets

It would be fine if Lunei was okay …

Anguish tore at my throat as past and present met in my mind. If I'd failed, it meant another life lost. If I'd succeeded, did that mean I could have saved Uncle Calix?

"Kaiya, you did it." Eli's soothing voice was a balm for my frayed nerves, his arms reaching around me the support I needed.

Heaving a deep breath, I looked up at the small vrytra, my stomach in knots. The wounds across her body had been healed and though the fin hadn't been regrown, there was a neat scar forming across the wound.

It had worked!

I wanted to yell with joy, but the weakness in my legs was spreading and I didn't know whether it was me holding myself up or Eli.

"She needs to drop the connection! It's draining her too much. Give her to me," Lynk said, voice tight. His hands gripped my waist, and he lifted me in one motion. I turned into his chest, the familiar scent of herbs and rain filling my nose.

What did he mean, drop the connection? My brain was too fuzzy for me to figure it out, and my tongue too large to ask.

As darkness closed in on my vision, an eerily familiar feminine voice spoke to my soul. "Let go … just let go, Forsaken."

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