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“Wait. No. I need to get out of here.” I rushed after her. “You can’t just leave me.”
“Try not to worry.”
“How can you say that? What’s going to happen to me?”
She sped up. “Your father had the ring.”
“I don’t know how he got it.”
She turned, just once, her expression unreadable. But in her eyes there was pity. And that’s when I knew I was in deeper trouble than ever before.
Thief.
That’s what they kept calling me—the wraith and Wolfe.
Thief.
Arielle had seen my father wearing the ring with her own eyes. Wolfe’s ring.
No more questions needed to be asked.In her mind, my father had stolen it.
Which meant the blood in my veins wasn’t just tied to magic or a missing man.
It was tied to thiscrime. And now she knew it too.
“Arielle—” The word barely left my lips before she snapped a finger and vanished, dissolving into the air like vapor. “No, wait. Come back!”
I rushed to where she’d stood, but there was nothing.
Nothing but nothingness.
What was I going to do?
Chapter 11
Wolfe
“Sins of the Father”
“Adagger to my heart should kill me quick enough. It’s clean. Less to worry about. But I’ll need to stay dead at least an hour if I’m going to find Arielle on the ghost roads. After that, Garrick can try to bring me back.” Bastian balanced the said dagger on his knee, his gaze riveted to Arielle lying in a trance before us.
We sat on the floor across from her, waiting and watching.
Watching for any signs of danger. Waiting for her to return.
Alaric and Garrick were on the deck above, manning the ship with the rest of the crew.
A shield surrounded both Arielle and Elariya, concealing them from sight, sound, and magical detection. It also prevented uninvited spirits from the ghost planes from slipping through.
Although Arielle lay mere feet away from Elariya, she would have had to travel the ghost roads for at least an hour to find a conduit into the dream plane.
But an hour for us could stretch into a day for her. A full day alone with the dead, where memories aren’t just relived but devoured.
She’d been out for ninety minutes already. That was too long.And I didn’t like
it one bit.
My spine prickled with the weight of unseen eyes pressing against the barrier. Tension grew inside me with every passing second. It filled me from the
