“Yes.”
My pack would know to run when the runes dropped. They’d be on high alert, constantly searching for a weak spot to get free. With the horde coming after us, it clearedthathurdle for them, too. They would be alright, I’d make sure of it.
But these magi wouldn’t be.
A growl rumbled in my chest. “Let’s go.”
I led the charge west.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
ORION
The yeti smiled, pink clouds puffing from its nostrils.
“Noah?” the female said. “What are you?—”
“Hello again.” Dawn addressed me. Noah was gone, taken over by this pink nightmare.
Dead? Possessed? Stars only knew.
“Noah!” the female bellowed.
Dawn turned its yeti head and pursed its lips. A stream of pink smoke blew out, gently hitting the other yeti in the face. She sneezed, rubbing her eyes, spitting to clear her mouth.
“Noah…” she said again, then fell backwards. “What have you done to me?”
Dawn’s gaze bore into me. “Look at you, trapped in the snow like trembling prey. Amusing. I admire your efforts to escape. A testament to a fighting spirit.”
The female yeti whimpered, sneezing ten times in quick succession.
“I hear and see and feel and learn and devour through my children,” Dawn continued. “It is how I grow. It is how I will be free.”
I shivered in response.
“Now you die, cherry fae. You die because hope must die. Your precious wolf clings to hope, to you, to my undoing.”
Miko…
Dawn shook the yeti’s head. “I cannot be undone. This is my beginning.”
What about the two years you took to destroy humanity?I thought.Don’t they count anymore?
Without another word, Dawn grabbed me by the neck and hoisted me out of the snow, cutting off my breathing with a crushing grip. I kicked my legs, landing useless blows to the big body.
“This is him!” it cried. “He started the fire!”
A group of yetis roared, crashing through the snow. Dawn tossed me into their path. I went straight through the white stuff to make another me-shaped hole.
Pixie balls!
I clambered to my feet, the yetis picking up speed.
“Tear him apart!” Dawn cried maniacally.
Assbug!
I got moving, wading east as fast as possible, nowhere near quick enough. And looking back served no purpose other than to test the limits of my bladder.