Untamed Fate (Magic Side: Wolf Bound 2)

Now you want my help? she answered.

“Can you help me move this block or not?”

Probably, but you’ll owe me a bacon cheeseburger when we get home.

And a run.

“Fine,” I croaked, feeling my strength waning.

Okay, give it a shove.

I said a silent prayer and released my magic, dropping my hands to the

stone at my foot. Taking a breath, I shoved it with everything I had. That we

had.

My muscles strained with a power I had never felt before, and the block

lifted and tumbled over to the side.

“Holy shit!” With my foot now free, I leapt up, shocked by my sudden

strength.

My strength, my wolf chided.

“Our strength,” I corrected, as I tested my ankle. It was scratched but

fine.

The shadows of the glen crept toward me, and I choked on a laugh as I

lunged toward the basalt pillar, which was just twenty feet ahead.

The whispers flooded my ears, taunting and warning me not to touch the

stone: You will die. Cursed for taking our heart. Ours, ours, OURS.

But I was a bitch with one goal: get the bloodstone.

The shadows were on my heels, so I didn’t slow when I reached the

pillar, and my body all but collided into it.

“Now would be a good time for claws!” I shouted to my wolf.

My fingers erupted into talons. Ignoring the pain, I began clambering my

way up. The stone was too hard to sink my claws into, but they were perfect

for latching onto thin cracks. I heaved myself up, arm over arm, and finally

drew a breath of relief when I saw the stone sitting unencumbered at the top.

Encased in a gold setting, it was the size of my fist and as red as blood. I

reached forward and scooped it up. The instant my fingers touched the warm