Page 18 of Witch Untold
“We need to find a way to disrupt them.” I stare up at the arched ceiling. Too high to reach even if I stood on Conah’s shoulders. “I assume since you haven’t already flown up there that you’re unable to do so.”
His jaw ticks. “You assume right.”
“What the fuck is this shit?” I stare daggers at the runes etched deep into the vaulted ceiling. “They feel off.”
“Like I said, these aren’t like any runes I’ve ever seen.”
“No…” Elijah’s voice is a croak behind us.
I turn to face the warlock as he weakly raises his head to stare at me. “Well hello, sleepyhead.”
“What are you doing here?” he snarls.
“Rescuing you.”
“You shouldn’t have come.”
“You’re probably right.”
“It’s all right,” Conah says. “We’ll figure a way out of this.”
“No, we won’t.” Elijah swallows and licks his cracked lips. “They knew Anna wouldn’t let Cora come for me, but they read my mind. They found Jasper and his connection to Cora. They hoped you would come in her place.”
That makes no sense. “Me? Why me?”
“If they can’t have Cora, they want you. They want your blood.”
Chapter Six
Cora
I’d kissed Rune. Okay, so the kiss had been in a dream, but it had been real. So real.
I sat cross-legged in bed with a cup of tea, facing Rune’s huge golden form at the end of my bed. The morning sun streamed in through the windows, picking out the amber highlights in his fur and setting him on fire.
He was truly beautiful, both in wolf form and out of it.
Leif was busy making breakfast and Tor was on a run. The guys would be heading off to their pack houses after breakfast. The varga’s reason for attacking our world was in question, but they’d still attack. Patrols needed to be maintained. The Holm Pack was also missing female wolves. Wolves the Order had taken.
We needed to find out where they were and get them back.
I also needed to contact Ursula and send her a blood sample to test, check in on Wren, and harass Anna about getting more glamour bracelets for the witches so that we could infiltrate The Order club on Friday.
Shit, that was mere days away.
My to-do list felt like an anchor around my neck, but I couldn’t focus on anything but my kiss with Rune.
He was drinking me in with his liquid gold eyes, sending heat from the tips of my toes to my head.
It was as if he were still touching me. As if his lips were still on mine. The taste of sunshine sat on my tongue. The taste of him.
I know,Rune said.This isn’t normal.
“We’re outliers; nothing about us is normal, Rune.”
He chuckled softly but sobered quickly.Dream-walking isn’t normal. There are stories about ancients who had the ability, but those are just stories.
“You think I dream-walked?”
