Page 48 of Frosty and the Reaper
Sense it growing in his soul.
The moment Kami was cut off from him, their bond interrupted by some powerful force, he completely lost it.
Fighting the skeleton army made up of the bodies of Famine’s victims had been more entertaining that worrisome. The fact Famine had spent so much time and magic on devising the trap for him had been amusing. Especially since he and Devlin had stepped through the portal together. For one of them, it might have been a little challenging. But for the two of them working together, it had been a breeze.
But now, he regretted wasting time on the irrelevant.
Letting out a roar of fury, he let his powers burst out of him in a hot wave, burning and melting everything in its wake. Hundreds of skeletons were destroyed in an instant, trees burst into splinters, and large boulders were reduced to piles of dust.
“Damn, War. It’s been a while since I’ve seen that.”
“We have to go. My mate is in trouble,” Zander growled.
“The portal collapsed the moment we came through. Where in hellfire are we?” Devlin glanced around. “This place is unstable.”
“I think it was meant to collapse once the army was destroyed so we would die here.”
“Then, why are we still alive?”
“Because we are helping to stop it from imploding,” Braxton announced as he and Devon hurried into view. “There were runes hidden on all the trees. Once the army was defeated, I think the failsafe was supposed to be triggered, but you melted half of the magical bombs before they could go off.”
“Why are you here? Did you sense that we were in trouble?” Zander demanded.
“What, like a magical Horsemen signal?” After a beat of silence, Braxton snorted out a laugh. “Is that really a thing?”
“It is under certain circumstances,” Zander admitted. “But we wouldn’t have used it, or Famine would have felt it as well.”
“Right. Well, we’re here because I just received a shit ton of new souls back in the Hell Realm. So, I figured it had to be you guys.”
“Smart,” Devlin praised. “How did you get here?”
“He can follow the souls to their death place. We didn’t know where this was, so we have a portal hidden over there,” Devon explained, pointing over her shoulder.
“We have to go.” Zander got rid of the sword that he’d made of magic. He hadn’t been able to call his own sword to him because of whatever wards Famine had put in place there. “Kami is in danger.”
“Come on,” Devon said, leading the way back to the portal. “We just got a call from Jackie. She, Micah, Kellen, and Ramsey just got separated from Kami and Lia under the Autumn Palace.”
The four of them hurried through the portal, and Zander breathed out a sigh of relief. He could sense his mate again. There was still some sort of magical interference going on, but it wasn’t as strong as it had been in the other place.
“Famine has to be going for one of the seals,” Devlin surmised.
“It’s the one in the Fae Realm.” Zander immediately sensed he was right as soon as he said it.
“But we don’t know where that one is.”
“I do,” Zander corrected. “Because I’m the one who hid it. The seal is located at Aegis Academy, under the structure you now call the dark tower.”
“So, he wants to start the apocalypse on the Isle of Misfits? Why am I not surprised?” Devon groaned.
Done waiting, Zander left the others and teleported directly to Aegis Academy.
Aegis Academy was located at the heart of where the four fae kingdoms intersected. While that was an obvious choice for the location of the seal, he’d hidden it deep within the ground so it wouldn’t be easy to find without help. All of the magic being flung around the school also helped mask the seal’s signature.
Known as the Isle of Misfits, the dark tower was located on a small island near the seclusion of the forest.The tower was where the most powerful supernaturals at the school lived since the island had some of the strongest safeguards on campus. Since the tower had not been on the island when he’d chosen that spot to hide the seal, he found it interesting that it was where Kami lived while on campus.
Zander wasn’t surprised to find Famine waiting for him by the edge of the shoreline. It was the middle of the night, so there were no students in the area. Moonlight shone down on the water’s surface, but there was more light coming from the lanterns set up along the walking paths.
Looking at his old friend, Zander felt the familiar rage and a sense of betrayal well up within him. But those paled in comparison to the worry he felt for his mate. His first priority was her. Always her. Nothing would ever change that.