Page 107 of A Dawn Of Blood

It makes me even more determined, when I see Dryden succeed in trapping a piece of the shadow.

“Hey, you,” I hear someone yell out just as he puts the box back into his pocket.

Goddamn it.

“What did you just do?” a guard demands as he appears right in front of him, already lifting his hand to use Mind Magic on him.

And now the attention of everyone in our vicinity is on Dryden. I freeze, my mind buzzing in search of a solution.

But it’s Raven who throws me a wink, lifts a hand to point a finger at me and yells at the top of her lungs, “Infected, she’s infected.”

Everyone around us seems to come to a screeching halt. There’s a moment of silence before sounds of screaming pierce the air, followed by a stampede of people running every which way.

Before the priests can react, the four of us are taking advantage of the commotion to run away.

*

We storm down the stairs and across the square in front of the Main Station, elbowing our way through the crowd. The plan is to hop onto the first train and get the hell out of here.

But just as we reach the center of the square, my wolf grows restless. I throw a look over my shoulder and see a dozen guards running after us with murderous expressions on their faces.

“Quick,” I tell the others as I change course, dive deeper into the crowd and lead us into one of the alleys off the square.

We keep running, but I can’t sense them anymore so I slow down a little, trying to catch my breath.

Just as I think we’ve escaped them, they materialize at the end of the alley, making us all come to a stop.

There’s a moment of silence before they start approaching, lifting their hands to use Mind Magic on us.

My eyes narrow. Why are there only six of them now?

I glance over my shoulder only to see the other six blocking our way back.

Fuck.

The next thing I know, Nuala and Raven are shifting and the guards are trying to get in control of me and Dryden, at least judging by the way he starts squirming next to me.

“Shift,” my wolf urges.

“I can’t,” I grit out.

Straining to resist the Mind Magic, I don’t move, but I start summoning a flame to the tips of my fingers, choosing to fight as a fae so as not to raise suspicion by using Shadow Magic.

The guard trying to get me under his control lets out a scoff.

Smirking, I shoot a blaze of fire straight in his direction.

It makes me grit my teeth when he doesn’t even try to evade the attack. The flame does nothing to his fireproof uniform.

And Nuala, Dryden and Raven seem to be struggling to deal damage as well.

Fuck.Nowwhat?

My wolf wildly sniffs at the air. The very next moment, the guards all freeze in place and I see Cain land with Lorcan, Jaeger and de Groot struggling not to fall off his wings.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen him this pissed-off. Mercilessly, he folds the wings, making the three Embers fall to the ground.

“Release them all,” he coldly addresses the soldiers, but there’s a threat lacing his every word.

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