Chapter 25
Chapter
Twenty-Five
CAELAN
Iwas going to die tonight. The thought hit me for the first time with such a wave of knowing, I almost sent the white flag up right then.
Strange that I’d die on the coolest summer night I’d ever seen in this place.
The stars were bright in the sky, and a gentle breeze rustled through the leaves of the trees standing high around us. Only a shifter could hear that noise.
A human would have only heard the screaming.
My land rumbled and bucked around me, roots flinging themselves from the ground, spearing the dredges of my people.
I couldn’t fight an enemy I couldn’t see.
None of us could. We weren’t mages. We were shifters.
Most of us had no inherent magic other than the shifting ability we were born with.
Being resistant to magic would help none of us if we got speared through the eye by a tree root.
I never thought Evie’s type of magic would be so dangerous, but here Danu and the blonde bitch with her were showing me how very wrong I was. I’d seen Evie fight with her earth power, but there was a grace to hers, a thoughtfulness in her actions.
This was straight terror.
Titania floated above us, her hair streaming like pale tentacles waving through quiet waters. I’d seen this bitch once before—right before she sentenced Evie to certain death in that damned tree. Moments before Evie destroyed her.
Or so we’d thought.
The goddess laughed as she swept through my people, the sound like a chorus of bells. I clenched my fists, lowered myself into a position, gathered my magic, and prepared to let go.