Ciara tries to shoot an electric current at us, but the front line of witches blocks it. The black stream of light bounces off like a trampoline, fizzling out the rest of her beam.
“Impressive,” Ciara says with a smirk. Though I don’t miss the flicker of concern that crosses her face.
Maybe she wasn’t expecting us to gather such a large army.
“We will not become the monsters they believe us to be,” Xander says, joining Saoirse at the front of the line. The coven leader holds up her hands, palms faced out, ready for another attack. “We will not allow you to harm innocent souls.”
Evangeline stands just behind him, her right palm with the hexafoil mark given to her by her mother faced out and ready. The mark is a weapon holding the power to turn gargoyles to stone. We’re not sure how it’ll work on humans or other supes. It’s only been used to take down Xander’s brother, but we believe she’ll be able to wield the sunlight on any evil entity.
As king of the New York City gargoyles, it’s Xander’s duty to be on the frontlines. Our destiny is to protect humans from supernatural beings like the black magic-wielding witch before us.
Thorne and I would be next to Xander if it weren’t for the plan to slip away and sneak inside to find Farrah.
“Xander Basque. It’s a shame your brother failed to take over. He was a promising ally. Him and that rogue vampire that tried to kill the former vampire queen’s mate. Sadly, both were too stupid and weak to follow through with our plan.”
Our plan?
We knew Magnus had a witch helping him. He admitted as much. Now it’s all coming together.
Ciara is the mastermind.
She’s leading the charge to reveal supes to humans, but she doesn’t want unity. She wants to capture and enslave them, or worse… kill them.
Now she’s using the hunters to help her. She deceived them to form her army. I’m surprised there are no other supes helping, but I suppose after two other failed attempts, she either didn’t trust another supe to get the job done, or no being was willing to help her.
That might be because most monster species have created strict laws to prevent traitorous acts in response to the unveiling plan. Punishment for breaking such laws is automatic death.
Now the unveiling plan is in jeopardy with the shield deactivated. The witches are frantically working to repair it, but any nearby human can witness this face-off and impending battle. They could easily whip out their cell phone and upload the footage online.
Then the conspiracies will begin.
Will people believe it’s real?
We just have to hope we didn’t miss anyone in the evacuation order and there’s no one around to hit record.
“What will the humans think when they see all these mortal men and women here beside me killed by a bunch of monsters?”
That’s all the warning we get before Ciara whistles, and the hunters take off running, their weapons perched high over their heads while yelling at the top of their lungs.
The battle begins.
I don’t waste time and bolt, not caring if Thorne is following. I pass by hunters being taken to the ground by magic and left unconscious. It’s what we planned. Mira suggested striking them with spells to avoid killing them. They’ll be left in a magic-induced coma until the fighting ends, and they can be locked up.
A few hunters, like Dean, reach the frontlines and Xander steps up to go one on one with him. Rorik has disappeared, and I assume it’s to follow Ciara who is also nowhere to be found.
It’s all the battle I see before I disappear down the side of the building.
Determined to save my mate.
Chapter 29 – Farrah
The day fades to night.
My nerves are like a lightning storm within my body. The nausea is no longer there, but aches remain. My chest, my stomach, my head. The pain is a constant throbbing, and I managed to escape it for a few hours with sleep.
It’s now five minutes to midnight, and I’ve been awake for an hour. I try calling out to Locheran again, but I’m met back with silence. Whatever block the witch has put on my thoughts is still too strong for me to push through.
I sit on the bed, twisting my hands in my lap. My thoughts are all over the place. Does Locheran hate me? I left him a note. A NOTE. I told him I loved him and now I’ve been kidnapped. If he doesn’t hate me, he's certainlypissed. Have they given up looking for me? What if they think I’ve betrayed them to join my family? Is someone taking care of Potato?
