Page 133 of Enchanted Shadows
“You haven’t bonded because you knowwewere supposed to. He isn’t your soulmate,I am.”
“I willneverbond with you,” Kessara bit out. She released shadows around the two of them and I heard Calix cry out in pain.
Was she trying to hurt Calix or was she going to kill him? Without being able to see, I had no idea. And though killing him might fix a rather annoying problem I currently held, I wasn’t sure Kessara would ever forgive herself for it. She was already carrying the weight of too many deaths as it was.
No, that wouldn’t do.
I stepped into the shadows, surprised to find they allowed me to, and by feel alone, grabbed her waist, and pulled her away from him. It startled her enough that the shadows around them fell.
Calix’s nose was gushing blood.
“He isn’t worth it,” I whispered to her. Without another word, she turned and stomped in the direction of the ship.
“This isn’t over,” he called to her. “You can’t just run away when it gets difficult and erase our entire history like this.”
“Watch me.”
He tried to say more, but Molly moved, stealing the air right out of his lungs.
Three Agrian guards moved in to apprehend him, our magic staying where it was until we were sure they had him.
“Thank you,” I whispered to Molly.
“Learned that from you,” she whispered back.
The queen’s guard personally escorted us to the ship. The crew were busy pulling the anchors and getting us ready to sail.
“Stay safe, Princess Kessara,” the guard said with a nod to her as he stood on the docks and the ship started to move away.
“Thank you,” she bit out, the surprise on her tone easy to hear.
Sam had apparently been sitting in the crow’s nest on the ship and had been the one to see our scuffle, sending us help. I asked her to stay up there, then spoke with Amos and barked orders at the team, wanting Wren, Molly, and Viv to stand ready, watching for any pockets of darkness that tried to attack us as we left. Calix was being detained, but what of all the others who’d attacked us? Specifically, the two who ran off?
Tensions were more than running high, we’d had to fight our way out of Agria.
“And get us the hell for home,” I finished my directions to the captain. “Let those three,” I pointed to Wren, Molly, and Viv, “know when you’d like a little extra wind.”
“Owen,” Kessara whispered.
I turned to her, magic still churning and lighting my veins, ready to finish whatever fight I had to in order to get us out of there.
She wiped at her nose and reached for me.
I caught her before she went down, both of us falling to the deck of the ship. I pulled her across my lap and held on to her. “I’m sorry.”
“Make sure Amos checks the ship,” she told me as she rested her head on my chest, ignoring my apology. “In case any others decided to hide aboard.”
She was losing consciousness, but was still with it enough to consider that?
“I will. I’ve got you.”
“He tried to kill you,” was the last thing she got out before she passed out, her body rushing in to begin healing her.
Amos put a hand on my shoulder. “Stay up here with her awhile longer before you take her to her room. Nightfall casts the most shadows. True shadows help our burnout.” He pointed to a spot where the sunset cast a large shadow of the sails over the deck. “Over there, yeah?”
“Thank you,” I told him. “You heard what she said about checking the ship?”
He was already moving but said, “Yes. Trust me, if anyone was stupid enough to get on this ship concealed in shadows, they will be found. I know exactly what to look for.”
