The Wild Witch (The Coven: Academy Magic Book 3) by Chandelle LaVaun

Author:Chandelle LaVaun [LaVaun, Chandelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wanderlost Publishing
Published: 2019-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Three

BETTINA

You will destroy that thing. I couldn’t get Leyka’s warning out of my mind. Of all the things I’d considered the runes to mean, it hadn’t been that. I had to use the runes to unlock something, but I had no idea what that was, and if I guessed wrong, then I’d destroy whatever it was. That was a lot of pressure. I was already somebody who overthought everything. Someone whose brain went into loops over inconsequential things. And this was huge.

No pressure. No pressure at all.

It’s not like an entire bloodline of witches are depending on it or anything.

I glanced over to Jackson and found him staring at the sand. His face was pale. If I failed him, he’d lose everything. Forty-eight hours was both no time at all and far too much. My nerves were already shot, and we’d just begun.

Jackson put his hands on his hips and shook his head. “Let’s get a move on, then. How do we get to this Strait of the Dead? Tegan, did I hear you’ve been there?”

She nodded. “On my first quest, yeah.” She turned and headed for the shore while gesturing for us to follow.

Cooper went with her without hesitation.

I frowned and looked over to Jackson. “I don’t understand. Where is it?”

“Do we need to get a boat?” he yelled out after me.

Tegan peeked over her shoulder then waved for us again. Pressure wrapped around my body, and then my feet slid over the sand. Jackson cursed as we floated toward the siblings. When we got next to them, that pressure disappeared. I wobbled and stumbled back a step, but Jackson reached out and caught me. His palm burned through my sweater like I wasn’t wearing it at all.

My cheeks warmed. “Thanks.”

He dropped me the second I was upright. Which was good. He needed to. I needed to remember that he couldn’t touch me.

“How did you do that?”

“I can control water, or anything liquid.” Tegan shrugged and walked to the edge of the ocean. She glanced over her shoulder to the three of us just standing there, then rolled her eyes. “Blood is a liquid, y’all. Now don’t make me do that again. Let’s move.”

She held her hand out in front of her, and the surface of the ocean hardened. Without glancing back at us, she strolled on top of the water about ten feet then stopped and turned. She arched one eyebrow.

Cooper laughed and jogged to catch up to her.

“Am I ever going to get used to this stuff?”

At that, Jackson chuckled, and it made my heartbeat go nuts. “Magic in general, yes. Their kind of magic? I don’t think so. I still freak out every time I see Timothy use his ice. Come on. Let’s go find this bloody sword.”

I skipped to follow Jackson so I wasn’t left on the shore by myself. Each step I took I expected to plummet beneath the water, yet each time, it was as hard as cement. The only reason I hadn’t grabbed Jackson’s hand to hang on to was because this was Tegan.

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