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7
Raven
My hands wereclammy and I could feel my pulse pounding in my ears. It was time and I didn’t know what to expect. All four of my mates were at tables around me. I could feel them with me and it gave me comfort. but I was still terrified.
Who was this person who’d threatened me? And why was my life always in danger? It was getting really, really annoying.
Something sizzled and I looked up, startled by the sound. Then everything went black.
Shit.This was not good.
Quickly, I called to my fire.
Nothing happened.
I tried again.
Nothing.
Fuck, no.I was not going to play this game. I stood, ready to get the hell out of here. The second I opened my mouth to call to my mates, a hand covered it. My eyes widened and I reached to pull the hand away but my arms were restrained within a heartbeat.
“Shhhh,” a voice whispered in my ear.
Tears burned behind my eyes. I knew I couldn’t fight this guy. I’d tried before and failed. And apparently my magic wasn’t working either. For a moment, I just stood there, feeling defeated.
Then he started dragging me away from the table and every nerve fired at once. I wasn’t going to let him take me anywhere. Grunting, I tried to break his grip, twisting and turning in his arms.
When that didn’t work, I dug my heels into the ground, trying to plant myself in place. If I could keep myself here long enough, I was certain one of my mates would find me and help me.
He kept dragging me.
Shit.
I was running out of ideas. No matter how much I struggled, it didn’t seem to slow my captor down. I had to get away from him, but how? I stopped struggling and went limp. If I showed him I wasn’t going to fight, maybe he’d ease up and I could make a run for it.
I heard a door open and panic surged through me. He was taking me out of the library. I twisted again, pulling my arms and kicking my legs. I did everything I could to free myself from his grasp. I didn’t budge. Who the fuck was this guy?
Then all at once, he let go of me and shoved me to the floor. I jumped to my feet and ran for the direction I thought the door was, finding the handle quickly. I turned it and it didn’t budge. I pounded on the door. “Help me, please!”
I jiggled the door handle again and kept pounding. “Someone help!” I kept screaming until my throat was sore and then I pressed my forehead to the door, as utter and total defeat washed over me.
“Are you finished?” a male voice asked.
I turned and leaned against the door, staring into the darkness. Somewhere in whatever room I was in was my captor. Whatever or whoever he was, his magic was powerful. Too powerful.
“What do you want from me?” I asked.
“The book,” he said.
“I brought it for you and you left it on the table,” I said. “So I don’t think this is about a book.”
“Ah, that’s where you’re wrong,” he said. His voice was chillingly calm. Smooth and clear and devoid of emotion. “I only want the book. That’s it. You give it to me and we’re done. I have no desire to harm you or any of your friends.”
“I brought you the book,” I said again, following through on my bluff.
“No, little liar,” he said. “You brought meabook. Notthebook. And you brought your mates. All four of them. Which means, you told people about us.”
My skin felt like it was crawling. “There is nous.I don’t even know who you are.”
