Chapter 184-1
Chapter 184-1
Troy
“No!” My roar of agony thundered louder than the storm as I fell to my feet “Kiana!”
“Bet you didn’t see this coming.”
Whipping my head around, I watched as Ragor’s dead wolf shifted, and a man grinned at me. His wounds were still there, crusting over because the dead didn’t bleed.
“You are not a part of this,” I snarled and turned back to Kiana. Everyone else had disappeared.
“Oh, you and I are more alike than you think. I killed my mate to save my child. You killed your mate …” he looked down and frowned. “Why did you kill your mate? To save the mountain? To save yourself the heartache? To save her the heartache?”
“This isn’t real. This isn’t how it happened. This crystal was supposed to allow me to speak to her!” Was it just some cruel trick? Was Lunessa trying to punish me?
I glanced at the sky. The rain had stopped, and black tendrils of smoke were starting to waft off everything, like it was all on fire.
“The bonds,” I muttered. “This is Kiana’s magic.”
“Smarter than you look,” Ragor muttered and crouched down in front of her. When he reached out
to touch her, I hauled him to his feet and tossed him away.
“After what you did to her, you don’t get to touch her.”
With a laugh, Ragor lifted to his feet in one impossible fluid motion. “I lost my mind for a little bit,” he admitted. “She looks like her mother, you know. I struggled with that, but deep down, everything I did was to save her. My killing crusade was to make Morven think I was still searching for the null, and when I couldn’t hide her any longer, I fed her to his obsession. Morven would have given up his pack to have her.”
Disgust filled me. “He was insane!”
“Well, so was I. If I’d known she’d find a good man who would mate with her, maybe I could have fought the insanity a little better. Of course, you locked her away for three years, so maybe you weren’t such a great choice either.”
Swallowing hard, I knelt by her side and ran my fingers over her face. This was just some sick vision. She wasn’t really dead. I just needed to fight through it. “Wake up, baby. Tell me what you’ve done to the bonds so I can fix it.”
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“Just like a man to think that everything can be fixed.”
At the new voice, I looked over, and Evalina was perched on the roof of the hut. She sneered down
at me.
“What are you doing here, bitch?” Ragor spat.
“Watch your tone!”
“Or what?” He countered. “You’ll hex me? You’re dead, witch. We both are. Even playing field.”
With a huff, she jumped from the room and floated down. “I’m here because he called me. Magic is
what I do, dead or alive.”
Ragor sighed. “Any other dead ghosts you want to call up? We could have a real party.”
I tried to ignore them, but suddenly, the field was filled with ghosts. Morven. Bridget. Brock.
Wolves. Witches. Not all of them dead by my hand, but their deaths were connected to me.
And Kiana was next.
“It’s guilt.” Parker sat next to me and stared down at her. “Her whole life, the guilt has weighed her
down. Her father blamed her for her mother’s death. She blamed herself for her father’s kills. Now,
she’s blaming herself for all of these deaths. Everything is connected to her.”
I stared up at his grizzled face. “It’s not really you. Ghosts aren’t real.”
“It’s your mind and Kiana’s spell,” he shrugged. “Between the two of you, it’s probably more real
than if I were here.”
That was true. The real Parker was almost never this candid. “She’s using guilt to power the spell.”
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