NovelsBestChapter 137 AURORA I hay children in my arms, and I couldnt even hold them.
It almost causedphysical pain to step away from them, but there was no time.
Trajan , get the children ! I called.
My loyal second bounded immediately to obey.
Then I threw my arms around Danes neck, blocking him from Waylon Reed with my body.
You cant kill him! This isnt what the ritual calls for ! Aurora.
Dances voice was soft in my car.
He leaned his forehead against mine.
There was so much contained in just the sound of my name, I couldnt bear it.
We dont have to do this, I insisted.
Danes arms were pinned behind his back, and he was being held down by half a dozen wolves. Others grabbedfrom behind, trying to ripaway from him .
I fought tooth and nail, as fierce as I could be with no wolf of my own.
Leave! I wont let you hurt him! Aurora, please, Dane whispered.
He promised that you and Chapter 137 the kids wouldnt cto harm as long as he lives.
Youll be safe.
You need to help Piper guide Blue Ridge.
No ! 2/5 I fought, but the wolf trying to pryoff Dane was too strong.
Held me, kicking and shouting, and setroughly on my feet in front of Waylon and Esther.
I reached into the large pocket on my dress and pulled out the book.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTheres nothing in here that says his blood has to be spilled.
Thats because we made sure to take that part out, Esther said.
Her words sent a shard of ice through my chest.
I dropped the book.
What? She smiled.
You were soft as a young girl.
We couldnt trust you to agree to perform a ritual that involved a blood sacrifice, could We ? But ... no.
This book is ancient.
You cant read it.
We cant, Esther said.
But your mother could.
It didnt take much to persuade her.
I couldnt breathe.
It felt like an elephant was sitting on my chest.
I flipped through the book, examining the pages like Id done before.
Pages had been torn from it that was why wed had to go Chapter 137 3/5 looking in the old Broken Forest pack house, after all.
I assumed Id studied the place where they were torn out closely enough.
But now as I flipped the book open and peered closer in the light.
of the torches Id lit ; I thought I could make out the faintest traces of one more missing page not torn but cut with a blade deep the binding so it was almost impossible to see another page was missing.
Feel the magic, child, Esther said.
You know its right.
Almost against my will, my awareness opened to that choking, smoky magic.
I could feel it now, like a burning in my throat.
She was right.
This power thirsted.
When Connall Montague betrayed us and decided he could run a pack better than me, he stole an item of power from us.
An ancient tablet.
He broke it and absorbed the magic into his blood.
He thought it would make him stronger and it did.
Waylon laughed without humor.
He stepped forward and grabbed Dane by the hair, tilting his head back to expose his neck.
But the tablets magic was meant for him.
It was the key to unbinding him.
Thats why Montague was one of the goddesss chosen.
Thats why hes so strong.
Because of something his grandfather stole.
And now its tfor him to give it back.
I squirmed and clawed in the grasp of the wolf that held me.
My Chapter 137 eyes were blurring.
This whole time, I thought we were doing something good.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut Id just been playing into the Reeds hands.
I had been leading him to his death.
Im sorry, Dane.
I didnt know ! 4/5 His eyes caught mine.
My grandfather said there would be a sacrifice.
If it means you and the twins will live, Ill make it.
His voice was strained from the way Waylon had his head tilted back.
Inside, it was like my whole soul screamed.
Wed cthis far.
Wed done everything that had been asked of us.
We had so much.
How could we have gotten all this way, only to find out that Dane had to die? A horrible thought crossed my mind.
Did my grandmother know? Augusta DeVere was an incredibly smart old woman with a massive magical library at her disposal. She knew about the relic when almost no one else did, forgotten as it had been in the fog of history.
Had she always known Dane would ward die? Was that why she had pushedtoward Holden Waylon pressed the tip of the silver knife to Danes throat. It was wickedly sharp.
A bead of blood welled at the tip of his knife .
Chapter 137 5/5 I sensed the moment the edge of the new moon moved above the trees.
It didnt cast light, but its power fell circle! on the intricate circle I had drawn with the symbol banded stone at its ΕΠ center. It wouldnt be long, now.
Wait! I cried.
Please, Waylon.
We have a little time.
If you ever cared for me, letsay goodbye.
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