“She must be using a spell to mask their location,” I stated.
Ava’s eyes were pure, brilliant purple when she looked up at me. Her stare clearly stated that she’d already considered that.
“The bitch is good,” she mumbled. “I’ve broken more masking spells than most witches ever cast but I can’t break hers.”
“There must be something else we can do,” I insisted.
“There is,” Ava replied. “But it will take time. Time we don’t have.”
“Then what the fuck are we supposed to do?” I growled.
She rubbed her forehead. “If I had something that belonged to her, it would be a lot easier. Or if I had a way to boost my power, I might be able to manage it.”
Her words gave me an idea. Kerry and Finn often fed each other power when they needed it. I didn’t bother asking Ava if she was willing. For Savannah, I knew she would be.
Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I dialed Kerry.
“I need your help,” I said as soon as she picked up the phone.
“I know. And the answer is yes.” She hesitated. “When this is all over, we need to talk.”
Triumph surged through me. “I’m going to give the phone to Ava. Just tell her what you need her to do. Anything else we need to talk about can wait.”
Without waiting for her response, I held my cell out to Ava.
As I expected, she took it and lifted it to her ear. “Hi, Kerry. I’m Ava Amaris. Rhys said you could help us.”
The urge to destroy roiled inside of me. The woman I intended to make my wife was at the mercy of a vampire and a dark witch. We had to find her before it was too late.
