Frick.
‘Do you hate me?’Loganasked.
‘What? Of course not!’My man had lost his damnmind.
‘No, answer me out loud. Don’t focus onhim.’
Ohhh,oops.
“I asked you a question. ARE you a mated dragon?” The sorcerer pressed his yellow magic and it washed over me, warmth and tingling, coating my skin like afilm.
‘Do you hate me?’Logan asked again and I focused on that question, ignoring the otherone.
“No,” I answeredconfidently.
The truth witch pinched his eyebrows together, eyeing meskeptically.
“Do you know where any of the other skyborn are?” he asked, taking one step closer to me, causing my pulse toskyrocket.
‘Do you want me to kick Hemlock?’Logan asked rightaway.
‘Hell no. And now I miss my dog—thanks.’
“No,” I answeredaloud.
The truth witch glared. “She hasn’t technically lied but I don’t trust her answers,” he said to thedruid.
Steven growled. “Guess we’ll have to do some experimenting,then.”
He lunged for me and there was nothing I could do but back into the wall and cover my face. The truth witch threw something yellow and suddenly I was frozen midair, hands over my face. I could breathe, barely, but I couldn’tmove.
“Thank you,” Steven said politely to hiscolleague.
He reached behind him and brandished the glowing red knife. “I wonder if I make multiple small incisions, if I can coax out her dragon magic without killingher.”
OhGod.
The truth witch rubbed his chin. “She’s half druid. I’ll bet her druid feeds off of her dragon, and if you kill her dragon it might also kill her druid. Unless she’smated.”
Steven brought the knife closer to my raised arm, and that’s when my dragon roared inside of me. I could no longer protect myself, so she was going to try. Problem was, I wasfrozen.
Steven looked annoyed. “So, what do you propose?” He was knife happy. I could see it in his eyes as I peered through my fingers at him. He was dying to cutme.
The truth witch held out his hand, scanning the air before me as my dragon lashed at my body, trying to rip free. “Her magic is all intertwined. We need to tease it apart so we can siphon the dragon magic first. Then I can transfer her druid power to Lord Ardan through a sacrificespell.”
Sacrifice? Did he say sacrifice?Fainting was a definite possibilitynow.
‘Logan they’re going to kill me,’I whimpered through thebond.
I felt his fresh hot panic flare through me as Logan’s presence saturated my being.‘Hang on. Isaac has a plan. Do whatever you can to buy us a couple ofhours.’
A couple hours! That seemed impossible, but I had to trysomething.
“I know where The Eye is!” I blurted at the truth witch. I was pleased to find that although my body was frozen, my mouth stillworked.
He immediately looked at me with interest. “What is this, a bargain? Although the prospect of acquiring The Eye intrigues me, I will not trade your life forit.”
No shit, Sherlock. I’m trying to buy sometime.
