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Knox began explaining to all of us that books from Agrum Di Vinum are viewed as sacred, the last link to our home. Most of the books were enchanted to last forever without wear and tear and were transported to the human realm with the Divines, but now, very few of the books were around. And the ones that were, the Council had strict hold of, not allowing into hands that could lose them.

“I’ve seen a few of the books when I visit with the Council, they have the same intricacy as this one. But why would it be here?” Knox mused and I sat, wondering the same thing.

If we could figure out where this book came from, it may give us answers to Kalani. Knox and Eli had informed us that in the first vision Knox saw of my mother, the prophecy was hidden in the Sanctum Library, and I began playing with the idea that the book could be from there. If no one else knew of this library, couldn’t a bunch of old books that were considered lost be sitting on its shelves? Suddenly, an idea began forming in my head, similar to Madden’s when I helped with Kalani’s creature. It was insane and improbable, but what other options did we have right now?

“When youseethe visions, is it the person or their power?” I questioned Knox, feeling everyone’s gaze on me.

“It’s the person Isee, but it’s easier for me to travel the past and future with the sense of their power. That’s why I can’tseeyours with your shield up, it’s blocking your power.”

Grabbing the book from his hands, I touched the cover, feeling the enchantment that an Enchanter put on it much before my time. “And what about something that has power attached to it? Could you trace that power back into the past?”

“Speak to the power, like you did with my creature.” Kalani added, quickly catching on to my plan.

“Fucking brilliant, sweetheart.” Madden added and my chest filled with pride.

Knox looked at me with doubt, clearly not thinking this was possible. I knew the feeling. But I also knew thatIdid it and Knox had much more training than me when it came to controlling his powers. If I thought anyone could do this, it was him.

“I’ve never tried it before. I’ve never even heard of it being a possibility. There aren’t many people that care about the history of an object.” Knox added and everyone in the room could hear his apprehension.

“But that’s only because no one’s ever thought that an object could be that important. Knox, we both know we’ve hit a dead end with my mother’s past. We only keep seeing her and my grandfather talk, but nothing else. We don’t know where the Sanctum Library is, we don’t know who my father is, and we have nothing to go off of. This book could hold the answers.” I urged, desperation leaking from my words.

It had been a month since the Hunter’s attack, and I felt we were no closer to any of our answers. And I worried that we were slowly running out of time. The war against the Hunters was closing in on us, Kalani’s creature couldn’t stay hidden forever, and eventually, I knew the threat hanging over my head would catch up to me. I couldn’t run away forever, and I knew my clock was finally ticking.

With a deep sigh, Knox regarded the room, before slightly nodding his head.

“I make no promises, but I’ll give it a try.”

Knox took the book from me and the rest of us gathered around him, waiting with anticipation. Knox closed his eyes, brows furrowed in concentration, as he focused his power. From the outside looking in, the entire debacle was uneventful, but I knew that Knox’s power was coursing through his body right now, humming with intensity as it tried to latch onto something. Minutes passed into hours and my shoulders slumped with defeat when Knox finally opened his eyes.

All of us waited with bated breath, when finally, a confident grin slipped over Knox’s face, lighting up his eyes.

“The book is from the Sanctum Library. And I know where it is.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

Eli

Relief permeated the air as we all acknowledged Knox’s words. Not only was there hope for finding more information about Kalani’s postmortem transformation, but the prophecy as well. If it was still there. I pushed that thought aside, choosing for now to focus on the positives. After the news that all of us barring Kalani would be going to war with the Hunters, we needed some positivity.

Clapping my hands, I addressed our little group that was getting closer by the day. Even Wilder seemed less aggravated to be in our company, although he still wore a frown more often than not.

“So, when do we leave? If we can get the prophecy soon, we can avoid the fight with the Hunters altogether.”

The more I thought about it, that seemed like the best plan of action. We knew the attack was quickly approaching, especially after choosing the students, but if we could figure out the prophecy beforehand, we could get off this realm before more lives were lost. Unfortunately, Knox shut down the idea before anyone else could give their input.

“We won’t have time. The attack will take place in less than a week and Sanctum Library is not close. I couldn’t get an exact location, but it’s somewhere in the Southern realm. And as you all know, we can’t just leave campus easily, especially with Halley. Even if it’s not obvious, the Council will be keeping an eye on her.”

I looked towards Halley, wanting to know how she was feeling through all of this, but her mental shields were up and I couldn’t read her expression. She sat stoically, as if none of this was affecting her. I knew that wasn’t the case, but I wouldn’t push it with an audience. With everything that happened this morning, I had already planned to stay the night with Halley and make sure she was okay. The rest of us had grown up with the threat of the Hunters hanging over our heads and known there was a possibility we would have to fight them one day, but Halley hadn’t. This entire world was new to her and now she was at the helm of a war, with both sides wanting her dead.

“So, our plan hasn’t changed then? We’ll just sit on our asses until the attack, hope we don’t die, then try to evade the Council while hunting down a long-lost prophecy?” Wilder asked, sarcasm dripping from each word.

Instead of taking the bait, Knox just stared him down and nodded. “Exactly. We don’t have many other options when we’re trying to hide this from the very people in control of all Divines.”

Although subtle, I could hear the snap in Knox’s tone and knew that everything was beginning to pile up on my friend. He was always the calm and collected one, but everyone had their breaking point and I feared his was nearing. He couldn’t have all the answers and I knew that was killing him.

Thankfully, Wilder didn’t push him anymore and the room fell into silence as we all thought about the last several weeks and the ones to come. It felt like the fate of the Divines was resting on our shoulders and we were struggling to hold it up. I wasn’t sure what else we could do except make it through the next few weeks without dying.

Eventually, everyone stood up and began leaving the dorm, heading to their own areas for the night. Kalani and Maeve both hugged Halley tightly before leaving, their hands twined and heads leaning together. Wilder scurried off without a word, elusive as ever. I made my way over to Knox before he left, wanting to speak with him.

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