Page 96 of Soul of Thorns
“She has sparked his soul stone. They are as good at mated.”
A shimmer of light appears in the wraith’s chest but then flickers out. What is he doing?
The Night Terror hums, her legs twitching. My stomach roils. I don’t understand so much of this conversation.
“The boy could, in theory, complete the spell. With him alive...”
My mind spins, trying to keep up with what is happening.
“I have twice the options.” The Night Terror’s legs click as she bends, bringing her trunk lower to the ground. She’s still massive, but her eyes and teeth are closer. “It is an interesting thought. However, it is only useful if is it possible to bend their will to mine without the loss of her soul.”
I pull in a breath, my mind going dizzy. She can’t take Caelynn’s soul. It’s mine.
The ancient being’s red eyes shift to me. “Would you complete the spell to save yourself, child?”
My mouth falls open.What?
Rancid breath tosses my hair back, and I nearly gag on my boots.
“Bring her to me, and we can discuss this bargain.”
Slithering black roots shoot from the earth and grab me by the neck. I scream, clawing at the ground as I’m dragged back into the rotten soil.
Caelynn
Irecoil, pain ricochetingthrough my chest like a knife just carved its way through me.Rev.
How—how do I know it was Rev?Hell if I know. But I do, deep down.
“What just happened to Rev?” I bark at the book.
“The Night Terror retook him. He is not seriously harmed.”
I take what little comfort in that as I can.Keep moving,I chant to myself.One step at a time. I can still save him.I grip the book in both hands, lifting it from the platform.
A pounding of magic booms as it breaks free.
