Page 41 of Wolf Spell


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Letting out a low growl as he went to run to the next room, I snatched at his arm.

“Calm down. They’ll hear us, there are more of them than us, we’ll be caught, Lycaon.”

His face had started to morph into the wolf, but as he watched my hand grip his arm, his eyes watching as I placed my hand on his chest, his breathing slowed and his eyes met mine. His heart was pummelling, but his face softened. His voice was strangled as he whispered, “We should leave. It’s not safe here, I cannot protect you.”

My heart quietened now. “We will. I’ve seen enough. Let’s go. Grab Luke’s blood, for God’s sake. Hurry. We should take them all.”

“Look, other names… Conor, Sabian. If I can’t carry them,” he smashed the small glass phials on the floor. The blood pooled and mixed.

Then we scoured the room looking for a door, at the far corner we found some stone steps leading upwards.

“This way, I can smell the night air. But I can also smell many others. I’ll have to carry you. Are you sure you can’t fly?”

“No. But Luke gave me this. It should transport us out, away. But I’ve never used it before, I don’t have his or Austin’s power.”

It was the small amulet that Luke had given me. Bronze with the sigil of Solemn on it. A different type of magic. Dark.

“Use it. Who cares so long as we are away from this hell mansion? I say we burn it to the ground.”

“There are innocent people here, we can’t kill them.”

He snarled, it seemed he was battling his wolf. Fighting, killing, escaping…

A sound above had him jerk, his head jerked like a wolf’s catching a scent. Then he pushed me against the wall and growled, “Use your magic. Or the wolf will come out and devour everyone.”

I shoved him back.

Holding the amulet between my finger and thumb, I recited the spell Luke had taught me.

Prince Seir, demon of Hell

I conjure thee

To help me now

Let your power take on me,

And remove me from trouble,

In one, two, three…

I linked fingers with Lycaon, his nose crinkled, gawking at me when suddenly I felt my body shaking, the ground moving and everything was plunged into darkness.

Another stomach curdling ride until I felt my knees smack on the ground next to Lycaon outside.

Cold wind bit at my fingers, I gasped for breath. But I didn't want to open my eyes.I could already sense them, smell them and Lycaon’s roar bellowed through me.

LIFTING THE VEIL

Opening my eyes, they were silent as they watched us.

Surrounding us, dressed in black, their hoods disguising their hair and the mirrored masks that reflected our faces back to us. Beside them on chains, a pack of rabid vampires and werewolves.

One word shouted in my mind.

Adara.

Now Lycaon didn’t hold back.

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