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Samantha twisted her wrists again, and all the air left me as I flew up in the air.
I glanced down, and my body was two inches below me.
“What the—”
“Shut up,” Samantha snapped, her eyes still closed. Her hands moved up my body, towards my heart and then she dropped down, laying flat on her stomach next to my body.
“Here you are, you asshole,” she muttered to herself. “This might hurt,” she said a little louder, and then she reached between my body and soul.
Fire ripped through my body and I screamed.
My soul slammed back into my body and I writhed on the floor as the pain slowly receded. My ears were still ringing from my own screams in the silence that followed.
I had a second to breathe and then everyone started yelling at once. A million questions. “What happened?” “Are you okay?” “What the hell was that?” My friends all had questions, but my eyes were glued to Samantha.
Samantha’s eyes were wide and her hands shook as she brought them to her face. “Oh fuck.” She glanced around the room. “No. No. This can’t—” She leaped for her bag, upended it, and then frantically sorted through the mess. “Where is it? Where is it? Shit! Yes.” She grabbed something and spun to me, a knife in her hand.
I sat up. “What’s happening? Is he coming?”
“Yes.” She let out a whistle and the sound rippled through my soul.
“What was that?”
“Help on the Otherside.”
My heartbeat whooshed-whooshed, whooshed-whooshed in my ears.
I started to get up, but she grabbed my wrist, stopping me. “Astaroth’s coming. Fast. And he’s super fucking pissed.” She was talking so fast, I barely understood her. But with every word she said, my heart rate ramped up another notch. “We maybe have five minutes before he’s here. Probably less. Maybe a lot less.”
“Then let’s go!” Chris said.
“Wait. I should’ve brought this up before, but I honestly didn’t think it’d come to this. And now there’s no time, so listen really fucking carefully. Like everyone’s life in this room depends on it. Because it does.”
“I’m listening,” I said, trying not to freak out.
“We have two options. One, we run like hell. You get on a plane and leave.”
That was a pretty solid option.
“Two, I give you a bit of my blood. You said at dinner that you had visions of the future which has helped you out of some seriously bad situations, but that he was blocking you from having them. Right?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. It’d take too long to tell you why, so don’t ask. But if I give you my blood, you can have a vision. It’s a risk for both of us, but—”
Holy shit. I was so in. “Let’s do it.”
“No. Wait. We’d be bound for the next forty-eight hours, or until your body processes my blood out of yours, but there’s a big con, especially when you have a demon on your ass.”
“No. I’ll take the vision. I don’t care—”
“Wait! You have to hear the con. Are you listening?”
I hadn’t always seen my visions as a gift, but they were. They were the reason I was supposed to lead the coven. I couldn’t see the future exactly, but I had some foresight that showed me when I was making a wrong decision.
I needed that tonight, more than anything.
If I couldn’t get rid of the tie to Astaroth tonight, then I had to have a vision. Not having access to them while trying to take down Astaroth was going to be impossible. He was too powerful. I couldn’t afford to make a mistake.
