Devilish Game (Shadow Guild: The Rebel 4)

Mac’s brows rose. “Whoa. Her power is really growing. What did she tell you?”

I laid out the plan, quickly and concisely. I wanted to storm that temple and take it by force, tearing the throats out of anyone who stood in my way. I forced away the desire.

“Okay,” Mac said. “So we go now and set up. We’ll be there waiting when the barrier drops.”

Mary stepped forward, nodding. “The witches will be ready in ten minutes. A little longer to get a proper portal set up. We’re too many people to use transport charms.”

I looked at the figures standing in a semi-circle around us. It was the army I’d promised. With my security forces, we’d have enough. I just prayed that this would work.

Carrow

Consciousness came in fits and spurts, my head aching like it had been hit with a giant mallet. Though my vision was still bleary, my other senses were working fine.

I’d just called Grey to me in my dreams. I rubbed my chest. What the hell was that feeling? Almost like our mate bond was trying to return.

We were supposed to stay apart, yet I kept calling to him in my sleep. Fate didn’t care if I did it unconsciously.

No time to think of it now.

Grey was coming with an army, and I needed to find the lever and drop the barrier on the temple.

Carefully, I drew in a breath, focusing on my surroundings.

I lay bound on a cold, hard floor, my wrists tied in front of me and my head flopped on the ground. It smelled of the sea and ancient stone, but there was almost no noise. Blinking, I took in the small white room.

My magic felt blocked, no doubt by a spell cast on the room, but I was still wearing the jewelry that Eve and the Fae d

ress shop owner had created. There were a variety of useful potions stored in the wide cuff bracelets, and they were definitely going to come in handy.

Aching, I sat up.

Cordelia appeared next to me, the little raccoon wringing her tiny hands as her worried eyes inspected me. You got nabbed.

“Yep.” I rubbed my aching head and looked around.

I was alone with no sight of the other prisoners, but at least there were no guards watching me.

I thrust my wrists toward her. “Little help, please?”

She nodded and got to work, moving quickly as she tugged at the knots. It took her a few moments, but finally the bindings fell free.

Want me to go scout the hall?

“Genius. Thanks, Cordelia.”

She shook her head. This was a dumb plan.

“It was our only option.”

Yeah, yeah. She disappeared.

I stood, facing the door. There was a little window in it, and I hurried up to it and peered out warily. There were only a few torches affixed to the walls, giving off a faint glow that barely illuminated the dark corridor.

Several more doors dotted the hallway. Each had a little window in it, and I wondered if the temple had originally had cells built into it or if these rooms had been re-purposed from something else.

Across the hall, a face appeared in the little window set into the opposite door. Dark eyes and golden skin, along with straight black hair.

“Coraline!” I whispered.