Soulceress (The Mythean Arcana 2) - Page 20

“I want a friend, that’s all.” Something swirled in her eyes, something dark and unreadable that took him back to the awful night when he’d traded her his soul. Her power seethed around her, so strong that he could almost feel it, though she wasn’t even truly in the room. She looked nothing like Esha, but the power was there. That similarity was impossible to deny.

“That’s no’ all you want,” he said. Bring Esha to her? Risk her like that?

“Either way, bring her to me. Then you can have your soul back.”

Nay. It was too good to be true. “That’s all? Why no’ just come get her yourself?”

“And let the university hunt me down? I’m no’ stupid. I want to meet her on my terms, where I make the rules and remain safe. Why would I give you the advantage by coming there?”

“How are we supposed to find you if you won’t tell me where you are?”

“She can find me. Bring her to me and your soul is yours.”

It was clearly a lie. And there was so much beneath the surface of her demands and her plans that he couldn’t identify.

“You’ve got one chance, Warren.” She waved her hand again and released the witches from their enforced submission.

As they stood, his muscles turned to jelly and his stomach revolted. What the hell?

“Bring her to me, Warren,” Aurora said. The air around her shimmered again, then collapsed in on itself until she disappeared with a pop.

He almost went to his knees with the sickness that surged through him. What the hell was wrong with him?

Once his stomach had settled a bit, he spun toward the witches and demanded, “That’s it? That’s all we fucking get?”

“Just a moment,” Cora said. She and the other witches were moving about the room, chanting spells and righting chairs that had overturned in the first rush of wind that had come with Aurora’s appearance.

Warren stumbled over to the area where Aurora had been floating but could feel no difference in the air. He breathed deeply as the sickness began to fade and some of the strength returned to his muscles.

Eventually, Cora approached him and said, “Are you okay? You don’t look so good.”

“Aye.”

Cora shook her head. “No, there’s something wrong with you. I can sense it.”

“I’ll be fine.” But it hit him again, a wave of nausea so intense that he almost stumbled.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” she whispered. “It’s like Aurora had some kind of effect on you.”

“Nay. Of course no’.”

The confusion that creased her brow turned to shock. “Oh, shit. Of course. Hang on a second.”

Warren put a hand on the table to steady himself and watched her run over to a bookshelf in the corner. She plucked a volume from the top and leafed through it as she returned to him.

“Here it is,” she said, peering at the pages. “It says that every time she uses the power that your soul provides, it takes some of the strength from your body as well. It makes you sick.”

“Then why has this never happened before?”

“She was neutralized in the aether, so she couldn’t use your soul.”

Warren dragged a hand across his sweating face, the cramps in his gut like squirrels run amok in his intestines. How the fuck was he going to face her like this? “Is there any kind of spell that could cure this?”

“Cure? No.”

“What about neutralize it?” he asked.

Cora frowned, a thoughtful light in her eyes. “I’ll ask my sisters. Some of them work for the infirmary. There might be something you can take. Wait over there.”

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