Category Archives: Chapter 34

I literally tripped over it—the object of our search, our temporary holy grail. It was a jar a little larger than my hand made of enameled silver. It was decorated in Celtic knotwork, the irony of which I suspected Phelan … Continue reading →

Something screamed in the distance. I jerked, twisting toward the sound, heart pounding painful tattoo against my breast.  Who was it?  What was it? I swallowed bile and shuddered. Thom touched my shoulder and I leaned against his hand, abruptly … Continue reading →

“What I wouldn’t give to have Kel along right now,” I muttered under my breath as I clambered through the rubble in Leinth’s wake. “What help would she be?” Leinth asked as she peered beneath the edge of a fallen … Continue reading →

I couldn’t breathe. Going after Matt? “Why?” I asked, my voice strangled. “Why does she care?” “Gods only know,” Seamus said with a slight shudder. “Was he the Ridden Druid?” “Phelan seemed to think so,” Thordin said quietly. “Enough.” My … Continue reading →

It took every ounce of my strength and control not to put an arrow in her eye. If not for Thom’s restraining hand on my arm, I might have done it. Revenge. Revenge on who, you crazy bitch? I swallowed … Continue reading →