Chapter 31

The ride back was as silent as the one to the auction had been but for very different reasons.

Levi was in as bad a shape as I was, sitting with his eyes closed, still blind, still maintaining our stupid illusion for the driver's sake since this was Santino and Lillian's ride.

How temporary was temporary?

I had my arms wrapped around myself, literally attempting to keep my shit together, curled into the door as cramps rolled through me. I was shivering so hard my teeth audibly rattled.

No wonder the smudges I'd destroyed felt so foul. They were atrocities. It was also why they smelled rotten. Without the flesh to anchor them, the magic was dying. These ghostly abominations weren't simply feeding to survive. They were attempting to find a new permanent host.

Smudges were inherent magic ripped from the body.

By people like me.

Blood magic was the "technology" that caused smudges, which meant there were more people out there with this power, living in secret.