When Storms Ruin (Realm of Istmere Book 2) by Michelle Frohman

Author:Michelle Frohman [Frohman, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-08-27T00:00:00+00:00

Tyr was dragged into Isaac’s new office in chains. His cheeks were red, his eyes covered with a thick black piece of cloth. Nik and I had dressed as quickly as we could and joined the rest of the council, my hair mussed, and my face flushed. Tess shot me a glance, letting me know I wasn’t the only one who had been interrupted by this revelation.

“Exactly how much of the spell did you successfully transcribe for her?” Warrick asked, his voice hard.

He knelt before Tyr so that his face was level with his before ripping the cloth from his eyes. Tyr startled, flinching backwards as his vision adjusted to the room around him.

This office was much bigger than the last one Isaac had claimed in the other safe house, and it was lined with windows, the shades now drawn shut against the oncoming night.

A chill ran down my spine all the way to my toes.

Had Donika found us?

Isaac had said there had been a sighting of Donika in Prins, and to my knowledge she never left The Stone Palace. Ever.

“Cousin, I am much better at playing the bad guy, if you would just—” Nik started, his arms crossed.

His words were cut short by the glare of pure loathing Warrick shot his direction. Things had been even more tense than usual between the two of them over the past few weeks.

“I didn’t… I didn’t get that far in the transcription. Not nearly far enough that she could wield an actual spell out of the damn thing!” Tyr’s voice shook with his words, his eyes darting back and forth.

He had been found innocent by the council, but Isaac had still thrown him into the prisons of the resistance the second Donika had been spotted far too close to where we had been hiding. Tyr wouldn’t admit it, but Isaac suspected he had given away our location.

“Then how do you explain the Noctani?” Warrick asked, gripping Tyr by the back of the neck hard enough to make him gasp.

“I don’t know!” Tyr spit out, struggling to get away, his hands still bound. “I swear to you! I never even knew the location of the new safe house—I couldn’t have given away your position. I only transcribed some of the siphoning spell, not enough for her to have created those monsters. I swear it!”

“Do you believe him?” Warrick asked as he turned towards Isaac, his grip still tight on the back of Tyr’s neck.

A muscle ticked in Nik’s jaw as he met my eyes. I could tell he wanted to be the one interrogating Tyr, and if that were the case, we would be having a very different ‘discussion.’

“I’m not sure what to believe anymore,” Isaac replied, running a hand down his face.

He appeared tired, as if he hadn’t had a good night’s sleep since that day I lost control of my own storm. Liss had been taking care of him, but the lines of exhaustion were clear on his face.

“Most of what Donika did with her Noctani was done after Tyr escaped Akra.

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