Page 129 of Savage Fate

I stepped out of Fane’s hold, turned away, and staggered back to the long table I’d been lying on. The cold metal seeped through my palms as I hunched over, my heart slamming against my ribs.

When I died, what would happen to Fane?

“If I got the amulet back, would that keep me alive?” I asked.

Fane’s growl rumbled through the lab. “That’s not an option, Teague. That thing will eventually kill you too.”

“I need to conduct more research,” Denton said. “It could help.”

All the more reason to come find me.

The lab’s stark-white and silver décor blurred and then disintegrated as I fell into another vision…

I stoodnear the Grim Reaper statue in Bonaventure Cemetery, the moon shining between twisted oaks and Spanish moss.

Shouts erupted in the distance, and I took off as my heart raced. I darted between marble headstones, statues, and trees, ducking limbs and moss. As I glanced down, my brows furrowed.

Instead of seeing this vision through someone else’s eyes, I remained in my body. The only other time that happened was when I encountered the Infernal Sol wherever Barric was hiding out.

Just the thought of the amulet had my blood pumping more than the running did. Unfortunately, I didn’t feel its presence close by.

“They’re surrounding me!”

Any thoughts of the Infernal Sol shattered as Hawk’s panicked voice shot through the cemetery.

“Where the hell are they coming from?”

I burst through two tall statues and found Hawk at the west edge of the property as a dozen quort sub-demons slowly converged on him, completely cutting off his escape. He lifted his sword as he frantically searched for a way out.

“Hawk!” I yelled, but his attention remained on the piglike monsters with scaly green skin and sharp tusks.

I jumped over a stump and kicked a quort. Of course, my foot just went through the creature because I wasn’t actually in the cemetery.

Hawk grabbed the radio off his belt with his free hand. “Where are you guys? I need help.”

A crackle sounded before a voice broadcasted. “We’re getting swarmed by drago sub-demons over here!” Axel cursed, and grunts sounded in the background. “We can’t break through.”

My pulse skyrocketed as a quort sprinted forward and attempted to sink his tusks into Hawk’s thigh. The raven dodgedthe hit, but another sub-demon took the chance to attack and managed to stab Hawk’s calf.

He bared his teeth in pain and kicked the sub-demon off. But more charged.

“Son of a bitch!”

They rushed him, snarling and shoving their tusks into his legs until he dropped to the ground.

Terror punched a hole in my chest. They were going to kill him.

And all I could do was stand by and watch…

The bright lightsof the lab suddenly blinded me as I returned to reality, stumbling away from the table. Strong arms caught me before I fell on my ass.

“I saw it, Tate.” Fane spun me to face him, his warm, calloused hands palming my cheeks. “I was there with you.”

My stomach heaved at the images of those demons overtaking my best friend. “I have to find Hawk.Now.”

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Thirty-Eight

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