Three For A Funeral (Black Crow Chronicles Book 3) by Jen Pretty

Author:Jen Pretty [Pretty, Jen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-15T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

"The White Crow?" I asked with an eyebrow raised. "Is he some kind of extra-special warlock?"

Niri scoffed. "Besides the fact he is very old, no, he is just a warlock."

"So why the name?" Jax asked.

"Because he is more myth than man," Falcor said. "He is a bedtime story witches tell their small children to get them to behave."

"I'm afraid that's not the whole truth," Niri countered.

"Okay, well, where can we find this White Crow?" I asked.

Crow chose that moment to come flapping into the room like his tail feathers were on fire and cawing loud enough to wake the dead. Several people in the room jumped, but I was pleased I didn't squeak this time. Maybe I was getting used to his abrupt entrances.

"I have no way of knowing where he might be, but he does tend to spend some time in a place only one other person I know has been." Niri eyed me as if I should know what he was talking about.

After a long moment, his voice came into my mind. "Nevermore," he whispered silently.

"Oh," I pulled out a chair and collapsed in it. I had only been through it twice as a crow, and it was just a blurry mess in my memory.

Crow cawed again from the back of a vacant chair. Some of the other vampires, witches and warlocks had begun to mutter, their words drifting to my ears, but none of them making sense. I was too lost in Crow's black eyes. He stared at me as if he could tell me something if I only stared back hard enough.

The images I could remember were so fractured, I wasn't sure of anything, but I might have seen a terrible creature racing across a desert. It was just a flash of black on a spill of white, the sky a nearly purple backdrop. But the longer I stared at Crow, the surer I was that I had seen what I remembered.

"It's dangerous," I said, without thought.

Crow's beak opened and a single trill slithered out, the sound almost too high pitched to hear, but so strong a few of the vampires covered their ears. I knew instinctively that he was warning me.

I also knew I would take the risk. I might not be the bravest, but I wouldn't let more people die for no good reason. This war started because of a man who was already dead, it didn't need to continue.

"I'm going," I whispered.

I could see Niri's grin through his beard out of the corner of my eye, but it was the crow that I was staring at. In slow motion, he crouched on his perch and then leapt into the air, his silky black wings flapping hard to lift him from the furniture. Two solid flaps and he then tucked his wings into his sides and flattened out his body like an Olympic diver. His shiny beak led the way as he launched toward me. He hit me hard, knocking the wind from

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