Page 134 of Witch Undecided
His emerald eyes darkened. “Cora, please go.”
No. “Wink out. Just fade away.”
“I can’t. It has me.”
He strained, power pulsing off him, and for a moment the tentacles loosened, but then they tightened suddenly and Jasper was pulled toward the slau’s inky mass. Moans and groans of anticipation filled the air.
“No!”
“Rune, get her out,” Jasper ordered.
My mate shoved me toward the stairs with his nose.Move.
“Hurry.” Sloane held out her hand. “We’ve made a breach but it’s closing.”
I was the anchor. I needed to live. I needed to get out. The fate of humanity and all that.
I knew what needed to be done.
I just couldn’t do it.
I locked gazes with Jasper. All this time he’d come for me. He’d never left me behind. I wasn’t about to abandon him now.
I tugged the amulet from my neck. “Fight!”
“No!” His cry of rage was muted by the buzz of power that filled my head.
Light saturated my vision.
Cora.Rune’s body slammed into me, propelling me toward the stairs. Sloane’s fingers curled around mine, but I was ripped away from her.
Wait…What was this?
There I was, still gripping Sloane’s hand. Rune was behind me. Poppy was on the steps. I watched them as I floated away from them.
And then my body dropped.
Sloane screamed.
Oh shit. I was a soul, and I was being sucked toward the slau. I spun in the air, holding out my ethereal arms to ward off the mass. This was it. It had me. I was done.
Arms wrapped around me from behind. “I’ve got you, you crazy woman.” Jasper’s voice was an angry bite.
He yanked. Something snapped, then I was flying away from the mass. Pain filled my head, sharp, lancing, and searing. Heat bloomed in my chest, and my head was filled with blinding light and a death rattle of a scream.
“Cora, fuck.” Sloane’s arms were around me now.
What…Where was I?
Were my eyes open? I blinked and my vision returned, light dimming so I could make out Sloane’s concerned face.
“You with us?” she asked.
“Jasper?” I sat up, eyes scanning the room. The slau was gone. “Where’s Jasper?” My chest was tight, sobs gathering in my throat and pushing at the backs of my eyes. “Jasper!”
“I’m here.”
He appeared in the center of the room, glowing softly, solid, whole, and brimming with power.
