Untamed Fate (Magic Side: Wolf Bound 2)

Resentment and regret drowning my thoughts, I pulled out the drawings I did

of him.

“Much better. Spread them out.”

I did as he instructed.

“My, you are quite talented. But Savannah, you’ve got my face all wrong.

You’ve just made a smudge. I think it’s time for you to see it for real.”

I gritted my teeth. “If I wanted to see an asshole, I’d just bend over in

front of a mirror.”

He laughed. “So much fight. Such a strong soul. I doubt I’d have any

chance of doing this if I didn’t have your blood. But I do, so let’s go.”

Shit. Those bastards had taken it when I was trapped in the sanitorium.

Kahanov waved to the bedroom door.

My neck burned, and my teeth ached. My heart had lost its rhythm and

was pounding erratically in my breast. Despite my fury, despite my fear, I

obeyed. Straining with every step, I walked over and undid the latch on the

door.

The pained voice in my head whimpered, Wake up, Savy!

But I couldn’t. Sweat trickled down my spine as I opened the door and

stared into the empty hall. I tried to shout, but my voice was locked again.

But maybe Casey had heard my door. Maybe he would hear my footsteps or

me talking to myself.

They were fool’s hopes. The house was silent except for my labored

breathing.

The sorcerer laid a hand on my shoulder. “This is where I leave you.

Your ride is waiting. Better go catch it.”

My mind screamed. Fighting my own body, I began padding barefoot

across the creaky wooden floorboards to the stairs. I took each stairstep

deliberately, sleepwalking my way down to the second-floor landing. Then

the first. Pictures of long-dead LaSalles looked back at me from the walls and

emotionlessly watched my descent. My ancestors, impotent to help. Content