You Give Magic a Bad Name: A Shoplifter's Guide to Wizardry: Book 2 by Ty Burson

Author:Ty Burson [Burson, Ty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Argento Publishing, LLC
Published: 2021-09-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Lizabeth and the guards kept me between them as they led us away from the meeting grounds and the bonfire. I stumbled once because my eyes hadn’t adjusted yet from staring at the bonfire, but the elves were sure-footed and, despite our need for speed, moved as silently as ever. Clem couldn't match their stealth, but she seemed to see well in the dark too. We weren’t full out running, which was why she could keep up, but if we were trying to get away, I couldn’t understand why we weren’t.

“Where are we going? And why aren’t we going faster?” I asked.

Lizabeth didn’t slow down, but she answered. “We could lose them by moving through the trees. You can’t, at least not without some practice. If they have your scent, running away won’t help anyway. Just try and keep up.”

By now, my eyes saw well enough to avoid smacking into any trees and tripping over large rocks and roots. The howling was getting closer. I remembered what Trev had turned into, a wolf that was half again as big as any dog I’d ever seen. I couldn’t imagine having a pack of those after me. Actually, I could, which was why I felt my bowels get squishy.

I slipped once because we had begun to run uphill. I could see a great shadow in front of me that was the beginning of a steeper mountain. I wondered if the elves had some kind of stronghold in there. Then, I thought about their tree village which made me doubt it. Caves probably belonged to dwarves and trolls. Maybe Clem would know, not that I'd ask her; she was on my shit list.

As the terrain grew steeper, I had to grab trees to pull myself upward. Several times an elf steadied me. I wondered if Clem was having as much trouble as me. I didn't have time to turn around and check, but I could hear her breathing heavily, and more than that, a little wheeze had crept in. I felt a small sense of satisfaction. Although we weren’t sprinting, even I felt the exertion. I wondered how long Clem could keep up.

The baying of the werewolves continued to get closer. Lizabeth surprised me by taking my hand and placing it on her shoulder. “Careful now. Lean toward the mountain and keep one hand on me. We don’t have far.”

Far for what? Some werewolf below us began to go nuts. Either it had found our scent or actually spotted us. I didn’t know how well they saw in the dark. I thought dogs and wolves were good at that, so it was entirely possible.

I ventured a look behind me. All I could see were trees and shadows, though I believed I saw something moving not far below. “Can they climb?”

“This?” Lizabeth said. “Of course.”

“Then, one of them is going to catch us,” I said.

She halted us and nodded to one of the elves behind me. He slipped his bow off his shoulder, drew an arrow from his quiver, and let loose.

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