Feel My Power (The Iron Fae Book 2) by Debbie Cassidy

Author:Debbie Cassidy [Cassidy, Debbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-06T16:00:00+00:00

The world was gray here too, and green fingers of smoke-like energy curled and writhed in the air as if seeking something they’d never find. I was no longer in the circle of stones. I was on a grassy plain with a forest of inky twisted trees laid out before me. An array of spindly and thick branches sprung upward and outward, lacing together to create a webbed canopy of darkness.

I stared at the empty vial in my hand and swallowed the bitter taste that clung to the inside of my mouth.

How long for this thing to work?

It already has.

“What?”

Look down.

I glanced down and saw myself lying on the ground. Dead.

Fuck.

Hide it before they come.

Dead me looked serene and peaceful. Dead me was wreathed in a reddish tinge, which contrasted with the green, almost like a warning of a thing out of place. The sword was right. I needed to move my body and hide it. But where?

I spotted an outcrop of rocks to my left. It was a huge and imposing formation that looked like an eagle about to take off. That would do. I reached for the body, but my hands passed through it.

Shit.

I was a ghost. I was a spirit. But why could the ancient dead attack my live body and I couldn’t pick it up?

You’re in between, the sword said. They’re dead-dead.

“So, what now?”

We fight.

I glanced back to see a spear pushing through the rift and onto this plain. The Tuatha with the beard had carried a sword; this had to be someone else. The figure stepped through, slender and tall with broad shoulders and black armor. Dark hair whipped around a pale face with piercing blue eyes.

His gaze swept over the ground, over my dead body, and up to my ethereal form.

He doesn’t see it.

The sword was right. He didn’t see my body, even though it glowed red against the green. Maybe it was the fact that it was still alive, and only dead things were visible on this side of the rift. Who knew? All that mattered was that he was focused on me.

My turn.

I drew the sword and faced the wraith. He advanced, bringing the sound of distant chanting with him.

Allow me.

A frisson ran up my arm, and I swung the sword to counter a spear jab I hadn’t even seen coming.

The Tuatha ancient moved with fluid grace, swinging the spear in arcs so fast my head spun, and it was only with the sword’s help that I was able to block and evade. He became part of me, nudging to life muscle memory I didn’t even know I possessed. But the ancient was strong. A deadly automaton with no off-switch, and I was already flagging beneath his powerful blows. I swung the sword at his chest, and he bent back at the waist to avoid the strike. He dropped the spear from his right hand to his left. Oh, shit. He was going to—

Fire lanced across my abdomen, and my cry of pain locked in my throat as I leaped out of his weapon range.

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