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“He’s gone, Dani.” Kryn was at my side, grabbing my arm.
“No, he’s not.” I pounded a fist against his chest as he dragged me to my feet.
A silver line of tears shone in his eyes. “We have to go. It’s what he would want you to do.”
“What the hell do you know?” I pushed him away. “How can you give up on him? We have… we have to… gather him.”
He frowned and shook his head. “What are you talking about?”
“He’s all around. Can’t you see? Help me.” I knelt and started scooping dust into my hands.
They didn’t help me. They just stood there like idiots, and I wanted to scream loud enough to do their heads in for being so useless, but I didn’t have time for that.
I was dimly aware of the sounds of approaching horses.
“Take this token.” Kryn reached a hand toward Cylea. “Go with the others. I’ll take care of her.”
Cylea stepped to Arabis’s side, and in a moment, they dematerialized.
“Fine! Leave! Cowards!” I yelled as I stuffed dust into my pockets.
Cylea was back in an instant. She took Silver next.
Kryn tightened his hand around a second transfer token, the one I’d taken from Cardian, and tried to grab my arm. I leaped out of reach and scampered away on hands and knees.
Cylea was back for Jeondar. The Summer Court prince didn’t want to leave, but Kryn assured him he would get me.
“Go!” he ordered as he came at me again.
“How can you just abandon your brother? He’s right here.” I swept a hand over the clearing.
“You’re in distress, Dani. He’s gone.”
“He’snotgone.”
“Then where is he, huh? Where?!”
“He’s… he’s…” My eyes roved the clearing. “He’s… the shadows.”
“What shadows?”
My thoughts seemed as slow as cold honey. The shadows… they… they were weak. Night had fallen, and there was no moon.
“I know what I have to do!” I exclaimed.
“Yes, you have to come with me.” Kryn reached for me for a third time, but I scurried to the side, and giving him no chance to try again, I pointed my hands toward the ground and let the last of my healing magic glow, my power helping the trees and rocks cast stronger, darker versions of themselves because without light… shadows can’t exist.
Without me, there was no Kalyll. No Wölfe.
CHAPTER 40
KALYLL
Drifting.Myconsciousnessgrowingthin. I didn’t know how or when, but I’d lost track of Mythorne.
He was… scattered.
No, not exactly. Gone, he was gone. And my mate, she was safe.
