Page 74 of Wanted

“No,” I mutter to myself. “That’s not possible.”

“You know what that looks like,” Asher spits out in disgust.

A witch’s work.

I can’t peel my eyes away from the circle. “Ash, that should not be here.”

Witches were exterminated during the Witch Wars.

For the good of all.

They’re the very embodiment of evil. The worst horror one could imagine.

Fuck, they’re so corrupted and twisted, they make the modern concept of Satan look like a fucking choir boy.

Asher pulls a cellphone from his pocket and starts taking multiple pics of the room.

“Get as many as you can of that altar.” I nod my head towards the table pushed against the wall. “That’s not something I’ve ever seen before.”

Asher takes a few more pictures then says, “We need to move.”

I nod. “It wasn’t enough time, but you’re right.”

There’s so much blood in my stomach, I’m fucking bloated.

Asher tucks his phone back into his pocket and we both start up the stairs.

“How many humans did you get?” I ask out of curiosity.

“Seven dead or ghouled.” Asher grins at me. “And I left them a nice gift.”

Moving quickly through the church, we stop short of the bright sunlight streaming through the open doorway.

“Shit,” I say. “We overran the clock.”

Asher winces. “Chloe’s pissed.”

“How do you know?”

He points to his chest. “You’ll feel it, too, when you become one.”

My heart sinks to the floor suddenly and all the blood in my stomach sours.

There’s a terror… A deep-seated terror that overwhelms my entire being for the briefest of moments.

Completely consuming me before exploding into a fiery blast of anger.

Anger that I’ve been so fucking stupid.

If I had paid any attention to my own soul bond, I would have realized sooner that my soulmarked is currently panicked and scared out of her mind.

Looking at Asher, I shout, “We need to go now! Something is wrong with Alena!”

Fuck the sun.

Grabbing my arm, Asher ushers me toward the parking lot in search of a car to steal.

SEVEN

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