Chapter 43: Trapped

“Ignis,” Sage whispered. Her palm sparked.

“Ignis.” It sparked again.

She couldn’t tell how long she had been sitting, waiting in the cold cell.

She closed her eyes, drawing emotion to her, thinking of Caspian’s eyes and the way his lips tasted.

“Ignis,” she said.

A flame sparked to life on her palm, dancing and twirling brightly.

Oh, f*cking finally!

She closed her palm, the fire snuffing out. Sage shut her eyes, focusing on a spell that would allow her to send a message to Caspian.

“I wouldn’t bother with that,” Nikolas said. He was standing by his table, flipping the pages of a dusty book. “I’ve fortified this cave so that you can’t send any warnings to your shifter.”

Sage opened her eyes, exasperated. There went that plan.

“Caspian won’t come alone,” Sage told him.

“I’m counting on it, chia.”

Sage glared. “Don’t call me that. You lost any privilege of nicknames when you cast your first blood spell.”