Page 88 of Red Moon Secrets
Fire and brimstone would be an understatement.
Kane barrels through the chaotic streets, barely missing the frenzied people rushing away. The dark blue light shines like a beacon from the ground to the sky, guiding us to the center of the war zone.
Kane swerves and misses—something.
"Spirits are everywhere," he hisses, shaking his head. "They'll have to let everything out before Dragona and Damon can climb to the surface. They're bound at the back—pushed as deep as they could get them centuries ago."
I've learned it's a painful process to go through to be sentenced to purgatory. Tossing them in there is easier than breaking them out. It's supposed to be a one-way street. I didn't realize there was a gate to open.
Red eyes of forced possessions shine through many of the people wandering the streets, and we dodge shots of power coming from their human hands.
"This is worse than I imagined," I murmur in a hushed whisper, letting Kane obliterate the mass of debris in front of us, and knock innocent humans out of the way—using his power—before we run over them.
We're the lead car, and the convoy behind us is working just as hard to keep people safe.
"Dray can handle some of the possessed, Deke and Zee can fight their way through anything, and I'm pretty sure Chaz can hold his own," Kane says. "Frankie is a skilled and seasoned warlock. I'm fucking glad he's here. Dice will do what he can where he can, but he's not as powerful as us. You need to stay close to me at all times. I don't even want you here."
"Shay is with Mom, trying to bring down Drackus. Sierra and Amy can't come out before the sun, and Reese can't leave his pack before the sun. You need me."
"The sun will be up soon," he says, looking at the sky that might never brighten again.
"Kane," I murmur in disbelief, gasping at the sight I shouldn't be able to see.
"What?"
My eyes stay fixed on the red beauty high in the sky, taunting the world with the power they don't know exists.
"The red moon—I can see it. I shouldn't be able to see it," I mutter, still in awe and terror as I stare at the impossible, becoming oblivious to the destruction around me.
"The barrier between our magic and the human world is breaking. This bitch is going to destroy everything."
We screech to a halt when we reach the base of the woods, and Kane leaps out of the car. He's at my door before I can even get my hand on the handle, and he opens it, quickly enclosing my hand in his.
"Alyssa, I mean it, don't leave my side."
I continue staring at the moon, feeling it pulling at me, begging me to let my true self free. It's beautiful.
"Stop looking at it," he says while palming each side of my face and bringing my head down so that my eyes only see his night stalker blues. "Look at me."
I take several steadying breaths, and I feel the pull of the moon lessening, seeping out, and I regain some of my control.
"We need to go," Chaz says, stepping up behind us.
"Did you reach him?" Kane asks as we start moving quickly through the woods, ignoring the screams behind us. We can't do anything to save them until we stop her—whoeversheis.
"He's still not answering," Chaz says.
"Who?"
Kane tightens his lips, and I realize who he's talking about when he tenses.
"Gage?"
"We need the Somage," Deke says as he curses a dusty spirit that tries to take his body. Thankfully, we're all sealed from them with our tattooed protection.
"I wish these bitches needed permission to take bodies," he growls.
"They only need permission if they're unable to fully cross the planes. Fucking purgatory is open. The spirits are free. They can take anyone who doesn't have protection."
