The Wolf Prince's Fated Heart - Page 100

The room comes alive with the magical wind. The darkness of the interior is gone. Instead, its roof reaches higher and higher, thinning the oxygen at the top.

We have to use the wind against him, my wolf tells me, understanding that Jason’s losing control. He’s putting too much power into it.

How? I ask, sensing the wolf’s difficulties breathing due to the intensity of the wind.

Shadows, he forces out.

I start summoning them again, calling on the darkness all around us. As they move through the air, the purple ring glows, sending a jolt through the center.

With his arms wide open, Jason tilts his head backward and laughs like a maniac.

Lift him up, my wolf suggests. Give him a taste of his own spell. Throw him in.

I follow my instincts, hollowing myself with a new burst of energy. My wolf jumps forward, calling Jason’s attention to distract him once again while my shadows dive at him, gripping his body and lifting him into the air. His focus is spread thin, his reflexes significantly slowed down.

He’s like a rag doll, malleable and compliant. Beads of sweat form on his forehead. He made a mistake by creating that purple light ring, whatever it’s supposed to be.

“Let me down, puppy,” he says in a harsh tone. “I will rip you in two if you don’t.”

Instead, I concentrate on moving him closer to the center of the whirling purple. I add some of my shadows there, stirring the chaos and driving Jason into a fit of fury. The shadows fly at him like daggers, forcing him to focus on protecting himself.

The purple shit is growing stronger, my wolf warns, crouching low to avoid the flying objects.

How do we stop it? I ask.

Throw him in, he replies. Maybe it will disappear with him.

Good enough for me, I say.

I twist my mental wrist, giving the shadows the strength and will to move Jason to the center. Now that he notices the change in the rotation, he’s struggling to get free.

He summons all the powers he has, his body erupting in flames and then disappearing as a layer of ice covers him. When that doesn’t work, the earth begins to shake, but my wolf’s balance is impeccable.

Before he can come up with a new way to attack us, the purple wind pulls him closer like a magnet. I release my hold on the shadows around Jason, allowing the strange spell to do its work.

Jason screams when he gets sucked in. His body changes in front of my eyes, withering and drying.

Don’t look at him, I warn. Close our eyes and rely on our instincts.

My wolf obeys without question.

After what seems like an eternity, the strange power disappears into nothingness and a deafening silence settles around us. My wolf and I stand there for a moment, neither wanting to move and break the strange tranquility.

Cassie, my wolf breaks the silence. I can feel her calling.

Quickly, I shift back to my human form. I follow the bond, letting it guide me toward the door I didn’t notice before. With a flick of my wrist, my shadows throw it off its hinges.

There’s a hatch.

She’s in the cellar, my wolf says.

We don’t waste time and go down to get our girl.

CHAPTER 21

Cassidy

The hatch above me opens, but the footsteps are different. This is not Jason.