Page 41 of Immortal Consequences (The Souls of Blackwood Academy #1)

August

He felt it instantly. An internal rupture. A cataclysmic shift.

August tore his promise to shreds. His word was meaningless now. There was only one thing that mattered.

She was the only thing that had ever mattered.

He called upon his spacial magic, mustering up all the energy inside him to push through Silas’s block.

The pressure threatened to pull him under, the exhaustion pounding at his chest. Wait for me, he begged silently, tearing away the haze on his internal map and locating her.

And then he was traveling through the Ether at a dizzying speed, crossing through each door with a burning determination.

With one name branded into his heart. Seared into his soul.

Wren. Wren. Wren.