Wings of Night (The Obsidian Order Book 2) by Katerina Martinez

Author:Katerina Martinez [Martinez, Katerina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Supernal Publishing
Published: 2019-02-20T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

The prospects waited in stunned silence, each of us staring at the other, contemplating what had just happened. Ferrum was about to open his mouth, but a boom of sound and flash of light cut him off before he could speak. A second later, in came Aaryn, hurrying through a tear in the world accompanied by two young men in prospect uniforms with gold trims—Lias among them.

Together they rushed toward the wounded prospect, they picked him up between them, and carried him out of the gymnasium, opening the door just as Draven made his way inside.

Draven let the wounded prospect through, then marched into the gymnasium, his black coat flowing behind him, raw magic radiating from him like heat from an open oven. I could feel it as he passed me, his power; something had stirred him, something wasn’t right. All I could think about, though, were those six dead prospects.

Six.

“Aaryn, I need to speak with you,” Draven said, ignoring the prospects.

“I need to speak with you also,” she replied, “In private.”

Draven nodded, then he turned to face the fourteen of us that were left. He took a deep breath and puffed his chest. “Congratulations,” he said, “You have all completed the first part of your silver finals. The five of you that reached the orb first shall receive a bonus that will aid you in your next trial, the rest of you will have a harder time competing. Dismissed.”

Ferrum, his boyfriends, and the rest of the silver prospects began filing out of the gymnasium. Felice had started to move, but when she realized I wasn’t behind her, she stopped to look at me. “No,” she said.

I nodded, my eyes fixed on Draven. “Yes,” I said.

“Please, Seline. You’ll get disqualified, and then… fuck knows what’ll happen next.”

“I don’t care.”

Draven had been speaking with Aaryn in a hushed voice, but when he noticed I hadn’t left the room yet, he turned his attention fully to me. “Is there something you want?” he asked.

I swallowed hard and licked my lips. “How… dare you,” I said.

Draven frowned. Some of the prospects that hadn’t reached the gymnasium door turned around when they heard my voice. “What did you say?” he asked.

“Six prospects…” I said, “Six. You let six prospects die down there, six people who had spent a long time in this place, living, and learning, and training to win back their chance to live the life they lost… now they’re dead, and for what?”

“They all knew the risks. You knew the risks.”

“I didn’t ask to be brought here. Did they?”

The Obsidian Order’s High Marshall turned his black eyes on the other prospects still hovering by the door. He snarled at them, “Leave,” and they all left, including Felice.

When they were all gone, Draven advanced on me at the speed of thought, grabbing me by the bicep and rushing all the way across the gymnasium with me in his grip. We flew through the door to Aaryn’s office, which opened as if by magic moments before we reached it, and then he pinned me against a wall.

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