Chapter Twenty-Five

Emira

“Hecate’s Chosen?” My voice is low, exhausted by the magic I used.

“As in the Greek Goddess of Magic?” Natsu speaks up from somewhere off to my right.

“Exactly.” The girl answers, stepping up beside Erasmos. “I understand that you have a lot of questions. And I definitely understand your hesitation. You need proof that you can trust us. We will get it for you. But this is not the place.” She taps the triple moon symbol on her armor. “You have seen this. You know this. You also know that anyone bearing this symbol is blessed and protected. We are with you.”

“Hate to break up the speech, but what do we do about that?” Jake cuts her off. Drawing our attention to the black heart. It lies at my feet, but not destroyed. It is still pitch black and pulsing faster. Magic starts seeping out of it in dark tendrils, slithering towards us. Kal tightens his arms around me and a split second later he is carrying me in his arms.

The six strangers jump into action.