Page 55 of Lunar Diamonds
“What is this?” Zara cried, backing away from the metal.
The lights flickered, dimming down to an anemic glow.
“There’s no way out, boss,” one of the other witches said, testing the new walls.
Zara spun at me, snarling behind her mask. “Well?”
“Well what?”
“Have any ideas on what’s happening?”
Why don’t you smack your head against the wall to see what happens?“No.”
“Maybe it’s magical,” one of the other witches suggested.
Zara snarled again. “Obviously. What’re The Moon’s powers, again?”
Illusion and Tidal Pull, according to my research. The same two abilities passed down through the celestial bloodline. Clearly, Riley’s first diamond gave him the illusion power.
I couldn’t help but smirk.
“Loving this, are you?” Zara hissed. “What are his fucking powers?”
You should’ve paid more attention,I thought at her.
Zara huffed, bending to touch the ground. “Fucking Auroras. If you were any sort of decent man, you’d have found them quicker to avoid this shite. Now look what you’ve done.”
Yes, all my fault. Never mind Marcus failing to find a scrying witch this whole time. He’d wanted to find the Aurora triplets since discovering House Aurora hadn’t died with Juliet. I wasn’t sure how he found out, but he did, about a year ago. Thus, stepping up his efforts to find them, snaring me via his daughter, and making me scry.
As much as I resisted, the vile bond between me and Rhianna forced me to comply. I found the diamonds first, accidentally revealing that nugget of information in a weak moment, locked in the dark. Shortly after, I found Riley, formulating my plan of escape.
I had to be free tonight.
Zara huffed again, slamming her fist into the floor.
I cracked my knuckles. “What are you looking for?”
“Don’t speak. Help.”
How incredible, to hear her fear. “Help with what?”
She lifted her head. “If you want to keep your balls, help. Now.”
I moved to the island at the heart of the kitchen, taking in every corner of the space. There were no signs of escape, the steel walls seamless with no joins or holes.
I called to my magic, slipping into scrying mode.
Find the exit of this room.
I saw the room from all angles at various points of view, mapping the area. Zoomed in, zoomed out, my super GPS system drawing a map, searching, processing the details.
Nothing. Not one hint. Because this wasn’t real.
The other witches whispered together, opening drawers, tapping on the steel.
“Why did we have to attack tonight?” Zara grumbled.
I leaned against the island, resting my foot on one of the six stools. The Kingwoods moved quickly, but with greed. They were unprepared for a group hellbent on whatever plan they had. Although, I wasn’t allowed to know anything about their cause, I did know they wouldn’t be getting their slimy hands on The Moon.
