I slotted my foot into a crevice. Cain smiled encouragingly and began to hoist himself up, pointing out the best handholds as he did. When he reached the crest, he offered his hand, which I took gratefully. With one easy tug, he pulled me over the edge and onto my feet.
Frenetic, my voice was whispering in my mind, calling hurry, hurry, with an urgency I couldn’t ignore. Staring at the trunks of the trees I prepared to delve between, I took one last glance back at Kaspar, frozen, watching me with an expression I had never seen him wear before.As I met his gaze he turned away and began to slide into his car, the wind howling, whistling what I thought were the words, ‘Goodbye, Violet.’
The thunder rumbled and tears streaked my cheeks, smudging my make-up yet again, eyes sore from where I was rubbing them to see. Tyres screeched as two sets of glaring headlights rounded the corner, ensnaring me like a startled deer. My heart leapt into my mouth as I watched the two cars close in.This isn’t the right time.I whirled around and diving towards his car in a few short steps, I wrenched the passenger door open, just as he was firing the engine up. Falling into the seat I yanked the door closed behind me in time to hear Kaspar cursing loudly.
‘I can’t leave, I just can’t!’ I gasped, spinning around to see the two cars not fifty metres behind us. ‘Oh, my God, oh, my God, they’re right behind us!’‘Okay, calm down, just put your seatbelt on,’ he instructed, thrusting the car into gear. I didn’t need telling twice and plugged the belt in as I was forced back into the seat, the car accelerating at a speed that had to be illegal. My neck hit the headrest with a sickly click and my hands gripped the edge of the seat like there was no tomorrow, which my mind was screaming at me there would not be if we ploughed into a tree at this speed.
Quit complaining! If you didn’t want to die you would of gone back home to Daddy! my voice screeched in an oddly high-pitched tone, telling me it was as freaked out as I was.
Kaspar’s eyes were constantly flicking between his mirrors, the road and me, alternating between anger, concentration and concern, and self-consciously I reached up to wipe my tears away, but decided I wouldn’t bother as we rounded another corner and my hands flew back to grip the seat.‘Her grandmother died alone so she could awaken the nine, leaving her the last Sage of her family.’
‘In short, Violet, she is the last of the fall.’In front of me stood not a girl bathed in sunlight, but a girl I had only just met, covered in a cloak and curtseying with the smallest of smiles in the gloom of the night.
Autumn Rose, House of Al-Summers, Your Highness.‘You,’ I whispered. ‘You’re the first Dark He**ine.’