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My brows pinch in confusion. “What about Marc?”
Darius’s gaze goes distant as he focuses on something only he can see. “I sensed him just now.”
“Marc?” At his nod, I grip his arm. “Did you form a bond with him?”
“I don’t know.” His brow furrows in concentration before his shoulders slump. “It’s gone.”
“Try again,” I urge, hope sinking claws into me once more.
Closing his eyes, Darius takes a deep breath and goes still as a statue, searching for whatever connection has forged between him and Marc over their long centuries of sharing a body.
As the minutes stretch on, the hope inside me wavers.
Then Darius grins, his eyes opening once more. “I got him. He stopped.”
Excited, I fling my arms around Darius. “You’re amazing.”
His arms encircle me. “Don’t praise me yet. We still don’t know if he’ll be able to find us.”
“He will,” I say with confidence. “We always come for each other.”
The ground beneath our feet shifts restlessly, bones bouncing on top of each other.
Darius pulls me closer. “Let’s just hope help arrives before whatever is in here with us gets hungry.”
glow bright
- Flint -
I scrambleout of the car after Marc, the rain pelting down and flattening my hair to my head in an instant.
Ahead of us, Sharpe’s car door slams shut, and he strides back to join us. “What’s going on? Why did you stop so suddenly?”
When the fire witch remains fixated on the woods, I shout over the downpour. “Marc says he can sense Darius nearby!”
Sharpe wipes futilely at the water streaming down his face. “Can he do that?”
I shake my head, then shrug. After spending so long cohabitating in Marc’s body, there’s no telling what kind of bond formed between him and the ignis demon.
Closing my eyes, I sweep my magic out into the woods, skimming over the smaller life forces of animals and insects until I find two blazing souls that strike a chord within me.
My eyes snap open in shock, and I meet Sharpe’s gaze. “They’re out there. In the woods.”
“We can’t leave the cars in the middle of the road, or they’ll cause an accident.” When Marc still doesn’t move, Sharpe grabs his arms and gives him a shake. “Pull your car to the side of the road! Then we’ll go searching.”
Jarred out of whatever trance he’d fallen into, Marc nods and slides behind the wheel.
Sharpe turns and hurries back to his sedan.
While they steer their cars to the shoulder and park, I lead Orianna across the road and take shelter under the trees to get out of the rain.
Shivers wrack my body from the cold, but I push back the discomfort. I’ll worry about freezing after we find Pen.
Orianna shakes out her fur, flinging water in all directions, and lets out a sharp bark of displeasure.
Looks like only one of us can grin and bear it.
Sharpe and Marc jog across the wet street, and Marc grabs my arm. “Do you know where they are?”
