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gauntlets on her hands.
Soldiers were spilling out of the camp, and
Lorcan sent a black wind whipping for them.
Where it touched them, they died. And those
who did not found an impenetrable shield
barring the way to the field.
He spread it as wide as he could. Blood
oath or no, they were still his people. His
soldiers. He’d prevent their deaths, if he
could. Save them from themselves.
Aelin was stumbling now, and Lorcan
cleared the last of the hills between them.
He opened his mouth, to shout what, he
didn’t know, but a cry pierced the blue sky.
The sob that came out of Aelin at the
hawk’s bellow of fury cracked Lorcan’s chest.
But she kept running for the trees, for their
cover. Lorcan and Gavriel fell into step beside
her, and when she again stumbled, those too-
thin legs giving out, Lorcan gripped her under