Cursed: Briar Rose's Story (Destined Book 6) by Kaylin Lee

Author:Kaylin Lee [Lee, Kaylin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

I sucked in a breath, every nerve in my body firing with a sudden intensity.

The white, powdery wind from Elektra’s statue. It was here, right here in our kitchen. Covering my sisters. Draining our lives, threatening Ella’s baby—

“Get away from the windows.” I yanked Ella out of the kitchen, then spun in the hallway, panicked thoughts rushing through me. “Get to the closet, now! Alba, you too!”

They stumbled arm in arm toward the closet that held Dad’s Sentinels gear, tripping over each other in their haste.

I followed, my pulse racing. If the storm was still a fortnight away from full strength, how bad would it be then? And how tortuous would our final days be?

“Wait—” I grabbed a clean, dust-free jacket from the closet. “Wipe down your clothes and skin first. You’re both covered in the dust, and that could be what’s draining you. And Alba, whatever you can do for Ella’s baby … do it.”

They wiped themselves down, and then squished themselves into the closet beside a chaotic collection of Dad’s worn, black gear.

Alba pressed her hands to Ella’s belly, golden light pouring from her in an uneven rush. “He’s alive,” she said after a moment. “I’m healing him now.”

Grateful tears streamed down Ella’s cheeks. Her gaze flickered toward me. “What will you do?” she whispered tiredly.

“Seal the house.” I couldn’t think beyond that.

I shut the closet door on my sisters and raced through the villa, shutting the windows as hard as I could and shoving cleaning rags and clothes against the edges of each window to provide an additional barrier against the powder outside.

My headache throbbed at my temples. The sound of wind whistling outside grew heavier, more piercing. I paused in the front hallway, my arms full of rags I planned to stuff against the crack under the front door. What was that noise? I could just barely hear someone shouting over the wind. Was someone caught outside in this nightmare? I couldn’t imagine what the storm would do to someone left outside without shelter.

I wrapped the cleaning cloths around my face and hands, leaving a small gap around my eyes, then wrapped a towel over my shoulders like a cloak and approached the door. Wind whistled under the crack in the front door. I glanced behind me. My sisters were safe in the closet. I couldn’t knowingly leave someone outside to suffer.

I opened the door a crack and slipped outside. The storm pummeled me with stinging wind. I squinted down the street in front of the villa.

A man struggled toward me, wrapped in cloth on his hands and face like me, but covered with white powder. He pulled another man with him, dragging his limp form toward our villa. The man he carried seemed barely conscious, his face and hands bare, his skin fully exposed to the storm.

I jogged toward them, keeping my head bent down against the wind.

“Found him on the ground a block from here,” the covered man yelled over the wind. “Help me get him inside!”

I drew closer.

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