Page 47 of Amethyst and Iron
“It’s all okay. Rest. Heal. I’ve got you now.”
My surroundings started slipping away.
He sighed heavily. “Son.”
It was the last thing I heard before I passed out.
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~Velra~
“Come!”
“I can’t.”
“What? What are you talking about?”
He merely smiled. “Take care of them. Especially our volatile wolf. He’ll need you more than ever.”
“No! You are not doing this!”
“It’s already done, Little Wraith.”
“Sylas!”
My eyes snapped open.
I bolted up immediately from… from… what?
Adrenaline and panic tore through me, making me shake and pant, as I rapidly tried to discern my surroundings. I couldn’t… I couldn’t not know where I was. Especially not after Sorin had come for me again. Not now that I wasn’t safe anymore.
I took in the kaleidoscope of colors above spanning the vaulted ceiling, the white stone walls, the holographic medical charts levitating over where I found myself—inside a Restoration Chamber.
It was Aetheric Wing, basically the medical bay inside the Guardian Compound.
I’d been admitted here before after the last time Sorin had tried to have me killed. When Cassius had pulled me back from the brink and—no, no, no!
The Soul Brand! If I’d died, had Cassius—
I sat up, shoving the lid of the Chamber off me, jerking aside the sterile white sheet I was wrapped in.
Intense relief coursed through me when I saw those familiar white and purple intersecting lines in all their usual vibrancy.
The Soul Brand was intact. Cassius was okay.
The Brand wouldn’t look like this if he wasn’t.
But that didn’t mean he hadn’t been hurt.
Because ofme.Because he was linked to me.
I tried to reach through the Soul Brand, to connect, to make sure, tofeelhim.
But there was weakness that wouldn’t allow me to do it.
Weakness on my end.
No.I couldn’t be weak. Sorin was out there.
