The Wild Hunt by Bradford Bates & T. S. Paul

Author:Bradford Bates & T. S. Paul [Bates, Bradford & Paul, T. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07B9V5BTB
Publisher: T S Paul
Published: 2018-03-06T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Zoey

Unlike the night before, this time there was an actual trailhead for us to pull over. I wouldn’t exactly call it a parking lot, more of a dirt track full of muddy potholes. I’d been out here a few times before, it was one of my favorite trails when I had more than a few hours to get away. This wasn’t exactly the backwoods, but it would be easy enough to get lost out there if you didn’t know what you were doing.

I looked over at my witch. “You ready to bring the fire?”

“You just get me that heart, and I’ll turn it to ash.”

“Follow me and try to stay quiet.” I’d learned last night that staying quiet when you’re trailblazing is almost impossible, but we had to try. It made me wish for a spell that would clear a path straight to my target, but magic was never the answer to all of your problems.

I looked back once to make sure Jinx was on my tail and then pushed further into the forest. It might have been faster to take the trail and then cut in from the side, but I was feeling anxious after my last attempt at the wendigo failed and being logical wasn’t at the top of my list. Now all I wanted to do was keep one foot moving in front of the other.

As we hiked Jinx and I exchanged a few ideas on what to do about the wild hunt. The biggest problem seemed to be that all the kids were going to be spread out. There was no way we could defend every household with children, at least not like that. Despite what popular fiction would have you believe, I just couldn’t teleport places and zap bad guys until they left.

As awesome as that would have been we needed a real plan, and the only thing I could think of was rounding up all the kids into one location. That was going to be easier said than done with less than twenty-four hours left until the wild hunt hit our town. The sheriff wasn’t exactly pleased with me right now, and dropping another bomb into his lap wouldn’t win me any special favors.

Despite my reluctance to bother him with this, I’d waited too long, and now it had to be done. I knew the sheriff would do everything he could to save those kids, just like I was going to do everything I could to put this to an end.

Trees were kind of beautiful in the rain. You never really got to see that in pictures. People like to shoot things in the light, or lack thereof, but no one really catches the elements. The brief hints of light that caught the drops filtering through the canopy made the forest shine with color.

Each drop was its own rainbow until it crashed against the forest floor. There was beauty in the darkness of the rain; you only had to be willing to find it.

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