Alastair (Sons of the Fallen Book 7) by Jaclyn Osborn

Author:Jaclyn Osborn [Osborn, Jaclyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-12-26T16:00:00+00:00

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Snow fell in large flakes from the dark sky as we neared the forest. I inhaled the cold air into my lungs, held it, then slowly exhaled, hoping to expel the tangle of nerves winding through my stomach.

We had traveled to the outskirts of Cluj-Napoca via teleportation stone, armed and ready for battle. Accompanying my brothers and our mates were Clara, Sirena and her best warriors, Michael and his chosen angels, as well as Baxter, Naida, warriors from their army, several water dragons led by Daichi, and ice dragons under Warrin’s command, like his best friend Lev and the twins.

“Hello, nightmare, my old friend,” Lev muttered as we reached the tree line. The ice dragon was brave in the face of battle but faltered when it came to Transylvania’s creepiest forest. “We meet again.”

Daman smirked. “I’m sure the spirits have missed you.”

“Hey, Warrin? Muzzle your husband.”

Warrin pressed his lips into a thin line, saying nothing. But his large body shook with a soundless laugh.

Energy hummed in the air. I sensed the magic flowing beneath our feet, the ley lines that led to the nexus in the clearing. More than likely the reason why Lucifer was spotted not far from here. He intended to siphon the power. Or so I assumed.

Shapes darted between the bent tree trunks, and glowing eyes peered from the darkest depths of the shadows. Lev swallowed hard. The spirits of Hoia Baciu were merely curious about our presence. During the battle against Asa, many of them had helped fight. If we faced Lucifer that night in the shroud of the forest, I had faith they’d help again.

The air stirred in front of Daman before the spirit of a woman with long black hair appeared.

“Maya,” Daman greeted her with a smile.

She reached out and lovingly touched his cheek.

“I’ve been well,” he said, understanding her unspoken concern. The happiest I’d ever seen Daman was when he was with Warrin. However, a rare joy lit his face in the warped foliage of the forest as well, among the spirits he’d once called friends.

“Welcome home, young one,” Maya said, her whispery voice eliciting a shudder from Lev. It drew her focus to him. Lev had been injured during the last battle, and I’d heard she had watched over him until it ended. She seemed to know his discomfort with spirits, so she didn’t approach him. Instead, she drifted over to Warrin and touched his shoulder. “A snake lies in wait, coiled and ready to strike. He comes for the forest.” She looked at Daman before returning her gaze to him. “Protect my boy.”

“I will,” Warrin said, bowing his head to her.

After she disappeared, Warrin grabbed Daman’s hand and gently squeezed.

A snake lies in wait. Lucifer must’ve been closer than we anticipated. “Let’s keep moving.”

We continued forward, weaving through the copses of beech, ash, and elm trees. Skeletal branches stretched toward us, like long arms and thin, spiry fingers.

“Gotta be careful, Lev,” Gray said, bundled in his cat-eared hoodie and fuzzy mittens, his short sword fastened to his hip.

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