Once Upon a Dark October

Chapter Thirty-Six

M orrigan touched her palm to mine, finding the notches between my fingers where hers always fit. Not a word was exchanged between us. We couldn’t even bear to speak into each other’s thoughts. I was afraid of how fragile anything I told her would sound tempting fate.

Sonia’s coven had fallen into wild hysterics at the empty ballroom, and I knew this would only make them more dangerous. It seemed they had lost a few of their fledglings, scraps of charred clothing and flesh still littering the dais. Anastasia was positively murderous, restrained by her coven-mates. I did not trust that they would hold much longer.

Weakened from the loss of demon blood, Sonia retreated behind them. Her snarling, fanged, crimson shield was ready to spring into a fight. Though their numbers had dwindled, they would still be enough to overtake us.