Page 43 of Falling Shadows


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Turning my attention to Eldon, I immediately see the guilt in his eyes.

“I thought your magic was heat related.” My cheeks warm at the memory of last night, the inferno burning from his fingertips as he watched me explode. He holds his hand out between us and a ball of fire appears just above his skin. I can feel the heat instantly.

“Fire is my nature-based magic, but I also have sight.”

“You have two magical abilities?” Fuck, here he is with two and I can’t even manage one.

Creed wasn’t joking the other day when he explained some people have more than one ability.

“I’m assuming your sight has something to do with a vision?”

The ball of fire goes out in his hand as he shrugs. “I get them sometimes, but they’re hard to decipher. It could be nothing.”

“No, you said—”

“Shut. Up. Zane,” Brax shouts, interrupting whatever he was about to say, and it pisses me off that they’re keeping something hidden from me.

Zane sucks his bottom lip into his mouth, head down as he looks anywhere but at me, and I’m not surprised to find Creed avoiding my gaze too. Brax glares at me like it’s all my fault while Eldon intently stares at me.

“It was a raven.”

“For fuck’s sake, Eldon, we agreed we weren’t going to bring it up,” Brax growls, his scathing glare turning toward his friend. Ignoring him, I grab Eldon’s chin, just as he has with mine numerous times over the past twenty-four hours, and I draw his attention to me.

“As in the bird?”

“Yeah.”

“What does that have to do with me?” A raven is a raven. I’m not stupid, but seeing a bird isn’t the same as seeing a vision of me.

“It had pink feathers,” he explains, pointing to my hair, and my eyes widen.

“Apart from the hair, what else made you think it has something to do with me?”

He rakes his teeth over his bottom lip, considering whether to answer or not. “Eldon, please. I’m already completely out of my depth here. If you want me to trust you at all, that will mean no secrets.”

“There was a map and the raven’s claw was placed on Shadowmoor.” That could just be another coincidence, but my heart gallops like a herd of horses running free.

“What else?”

“Nothing.” I can see the denial in his eyes.

“What else, Eldon? What else did the raven have or do that could possibly make you think it was me?”

He glances at his friends the second my hand drops to my lap.

“I don’t know. I just know that in my vision, a war was coming, a war across realms, threatening all of existence. And the raven…she saved us all.”

17

RAVEN

With my hair braided back off my face and my uniform on, I’m ready for the week ahead. I’ve spent enough of the past weekend hiding away in here and I can’t deny that I’m starting to go crazy. Avoiding the Bishops as much as possible after Eldon's revelations hasn’t been as complicated as I thought it might be. If anything, they’ve given me the space I’ve silently asked for.

I’ve sat and had every meal with them, the conversations light and the complete opposite of any pink-feathered raven ready to save the world. Save the world? I couldn’t save myself from drowning in a damn puddle at this point.

Grabbing my bag, I open my bedroom door as quietly as possible. As respectful as they may have been, I’m still hoping to tiptoe past them and sneak off with Leila this morning. To my surprise, the open living space is empty as I rush for the front door.

I don’t look back as I let it click closed behind me, only to find all four of the Bishops outside, staring at me expectantly, with Leila grinning behind them.

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