344. THE WOMAN IN THE CURSED TREE
NARRATOR
They turned to find her stepping out of a tear in the air, like a wound into the darkness.
Behind her, her dark mate followed.
"Theron and Laziel in the same room… how fun," this time Amara spoke only into Beof’s mind.
"What happened to you?" The tension eased at once when Lavinia saw her sister hurt.
She came closer to examine her with concern.
"Don’t worry, Lavi, it was just a silly thing. Beof already gave me his blood, it’ll heal right away. We fell in here by accident…" Amara’s soul felt warm under her sister’s hands as she checked her over.
Lavinia was like a second mother to Amara and Theron.
Beof had to bend a little because Lavinia couldn’t reach even on tiptoe.
"Alright… you scared me a bit because you never summon me," the sorceress confessed.
Behind her, Laziel had already moved through the chamber, and something was powerfully drawing his attention: the cursed tree.
"Brother fell into this trap with us too; I have a feeling we’re not home…"
"This is Alpha King Ce