Fire Wolf by H Danielle Crabtree

Author:H Danielle Crabtree [Crabtree, H Danielle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781093170795
Published: 2019-05-20T22:00:00+00:00

~THIRTEEN~

Myah sat on the window seat in her bedroom, watching the lights of the city below and the tent city outside the city walls. She had been finding it difficult to sleep for the last few weeks. Her conversation with her uncle kept playing through her mind. She imagined him telling her something else, anything else, then what he had said about her father, but it fit with her mother’s reluctance to speak of him.

It fit why Caitlyn had never married or even considered courtship when it was offered. Her mother had several suitors, who Myah could remember, when she had been a child, but Caitlyn had always kept her distance. It also explained her reticent acceptance when Myah first started going hunting with Cal and Skye. Myah had always thought Caitlyn could see through her lies and kept it to herself. But, her mother had never been one to accept an untruth as fact and not call a person out on it. No, her mother’s motivations were born of wounds engraved upon her soul, and she didn’t need her uncle to give her specifics to understand that.

Myah leaned her head against the windowpane. The cool glass soothed the ache in her head, but it could not numb the pain in her heart.

Her mother had been hurt deeply.

She stood, shaking her head as if to toss away her thoughts. The endless cycle of analyzation did nothing but leave her sleepless and agitated.

She threw herself on her bed and winced. Bruises lingered on her body. Although most had faded to sickly yellow marks, a few from when she landed hard in the creek bed still smarted.

Myah closed her eyes, and immediately regretted it—her mind transporting her to that day in the woods.

The boy with the golden eyes.

His aim with a knife, almost piercing her where she had fallen.

His hands on her as she struggled to free herself from him.

Fear. Panic. Pain. Regret.

Myah’s breaths came short and fast. Her chest felt tight, and her body too hot, too confined. She needed air, to get out of her stuffy room. To …

In a swirl of robes and bedclothes, she rose from her bed and went straight for her window, throwing open the pane to let in the chill of the night. She gasped in the cold air, finally feeling as if she could get a breath. She sucked in the air greedily and dropped heavily upon the window seat.

What was wrong with her? Maybe she needed to see Master Griffith for another round of healing, but she wasn’t sure healing magic could take away the memories plaguing her, at least not that her teacher had ever indicated.

Healing magic could work wonders, but it couldn’t save a man mortally wounded without it, in turn, killing the spellweaver, and it couldn’t raise the dead. It could enhance natural healing within a patient; it could help the spellweaver root out the source of an illness in the cases of infections or cancers and even stop or retreat their growth.

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