Dawn of Ash by Rebecca Ethington

Author:Rebecca Ethington [Ethington, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal & Urban, Fantasy, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Teen & Young Adult, Romance, Paranormal
Publisher: Imdalind Press
Published: 2016-02-23T05:00:00+00:00

The mug was dry. It had been dry for the last few hours, but I held it, anyway—clung to it, more like. My tight grip was probably more out of familiarity and desperation for the comfort that was attached to it.

If anything, it was something to hold against my hands as I listened to the screams that had been resonating through the halls for the last few minutes. The pain and agony behind them increased with each wave.

I didn’t need to be told whose they were.

Joclyn’s magic—that powerful Drak magic that even I couldn’t help her understand—was taking control. Either that or, if we were correct, Sain was. Whatever it was Sain had done to her, to her sights—whatever lessons I hadn’t been taught, whether the Zlomený was true or not—it was ripping her apart, just as he had warned. No. Just as he had created.

I hoped she would be strong enough to control it, to defeat it.

To defeat him.

That it wouldn’t devour her.

Subsequently, I sat, staring at the door with the mug in hand, wishing there was a way I could reach her, wishing I was strong enough to walk there, hoping Ilyan would bring her to me.

The scream came again, louder, the sound swallowing the footsteps that were racing toward me, opening the door with a bang so loud I was surprised even Thom didn’t jump.

“Wyn!” Ryland yelled angrily as he barged in, Jaromir on his heels as he searched for the little pixie who normally occupied the space.

“Ryland?” I asked in a panic as his eyes swept over the room to meet mine. “What’s going on?”

Ryland leaned against the door, his bulky frame seeming even more powerful as he pulled to his full height. “Have you seen Wyn?”

“No.”

“Damn it!” His voice was loud, louder than the fist that hit against the door he was leaning against, his powerful strength leaving a long crack in the old wood.

“Ryland!” I yelled his name with as much authority as I could. “What is going on?”

“Joclyn,” he panted, the obvious answer frustrating me. “She was with Wyn. Ilyan thinks she attacked Jos.”

My eyes widened in shock. I hadn’t expected Wynifred to attack her best friend. Six hundred years ago, the thought would not have made me bat an eye. Now, that was not the girl I saw every day. Besides, with the way Joclyn screamed, I had assumed it was her own magic.

“Ryland?” I asked, pulling the blankets off my old, useless legs before I even got a response. “I need you to take me to her.”

“But I—”

“You can find Wyn after. I need to be there now.” My authoritative tone was weakening in my dread, but it was something Ryland didn’t even notice. His focus was so intent on Joclyn I was positive a rhinoceros could have barged through the hall behind him, and he wouldn’t have noticed.

Ryland glanced down the long hall, looking toward wherever else he was supposed to look, the screams of his former best friend rippling around us like perverse bells.

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