Page 42 of The Night Hunting


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Ivy closed her eyes and focused. I felt her magic as it built up inside her, then reached out, brushing against me. Damn, she was a powerful higher demon.

She sent a ball of darkfire to the center of the field. It hovered above the fire, and slowly, it changed. It stretched little by little, becoming a dark cloud over the fire.

Ivy groaned, the magic’s demand too high even for her.

I placed my hand on her arm. “Use mine too.”

She didn’t hesitate. I gasped as her magic called to mine. Because we were half sisters, it was easy for her to tap into my magic. She had done it before during training, when she was trying to show me how to do it, and how to feel for it.

And now my magic moved along with hers like an avalanche. My knees wobbled, my breathing grew shallow, but I hung in there. This had been my idea, and I would see it through.

I just hoped it worked.

The cloud stretched faster over the fire now that Ivy could access my magic. It stretched as wide as the fire had. I half focused on not passing out, and half watched the sight in front of me. What was Ivy doing? Would she make the clouds rain now? How?

Groaning, Ivy lifted her hands a few inches … then she brought her arms down, fast. The clouds descended over the fire, smothering it.

A wave of smoke washed over us and everything around the field, but when we were able to see again, I laughed.

Ivy had done it! The fire was gone!

I squeezed her hand. “You did it!”

She looked from the scorched field to her hands. “Yes, I did.”

The farm owner and his family rejoiced for a minute. They embraced a dazed Ivy, thanked her profusely. The son even gave her a quick peck on the lips.

But then they grew serious and stared at us as if we were aliens.

“We were hoping you won’t say anything about this to anyone,” I said, my voice gentle.

“The firefighters will be here soon,” the man said. “What will I tell them?”

I shrugged. “I can’t help you with that.” I looked at my friends. “We should go before they arrive.”

Everyone nodded and turned to our truck. My heart tugged as the family looked at the field … it would probably cost a fortune for them to recover this, but at least they hadn’t lost more, and they were all alive.

I was the last one to enter the truck and Kaz drove out as soon as I closed the door.

Kaz threw us a side glance. “I thought you were all demons.”

“We are,” I said. Well, I was half, and Roman was by association. “Sort of. Why?”

“Demons usually don’t help others if it doesn’t benefit them,” he said simply.

My brows curled down. I didn’t like that. “Not all demons are equal.”

I looked at Ivy in the front seat. She still stared at her hands, in shock. Was she surprised she had created such a massive spell?

She shook her hands, took a deep breath, and looked at the mountain in the distance. “Are we hunting a dragon or not?”

Kaz sped up. He took us past the farm and into the forest, toward the mountain.

“The mountain,” I whispered suddenly. “Dragons like hiding in caves and tunnels.”

Kaz spared a quick look through the rearview mirror. “That’s true.”

Which meant our dragon had gone for the mountain. How did I know that? Had I read it before? Studied it? As with everything, I couldn’t remember.

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