Chapter 117

“Stop…get out of him,” Cam said, strained, as he fought to sit up and failed. “He’s just a kid. You’re not using him to hurt anybody else.”

The spriggan tilted his head at Cam. “And what are you going to do about it?”

Cam’s golden eyes glimmered with tears. “Please…at least let me check on Wade.”

Looking even more amused, the spriggan stood and stepped aside, gesturing toward the double doors where Wade had barely moved from her spot on the carpet. No longer held by the spriggan’s power, Cam was able to stand, and walked with ease past Leven’s body to reach the psychic.

“Nathan,” Sasha hissed out a whisper.