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He looked at me sideways. “Let’s find out, shall we?” Humming, he waved a hand. Vines snapped and slithered up my calves, coiling around them like a python squeezing its prey. I struggled against them but to no avail.
“In case you’re wondering,” the druid said, “this is me removing a threat.”
Yep, a real comedian.
I managed to extract my dagger from my boot and dropped my phone in the process. A problem for Future Lorelei. More vines clawed at my body, yanking me toward the water’s edge. I tried to cut through the vines and was rewarded with a gash on my leg. Another set of vines forced my wrists together, knocking the dagger to the ground alongside the phone.
The howl of a wolf split the air.
I teetered on the edge for what seemed like a full minute, although in all likelihood it was a matter of seconds. Blood spilled down my jeans, slathering the rocks in crimson. The outsole of my boot slipped. Relief flooded me as I fell toward the ground, until the druid’s foot made contact with the small of my back.
The world turned upside down as I plunged into the ice-cold water of the Falls.
The overwhelming sound of rushing water was quickly replaced by silence. I felt like a ragdoll, limp and unable to control my limbs as the swift current swept me away.
My body crashed against boulders and rocks. The force of one such blow to the head set my teeth on edge. I clung to consciousness.
I was going to die in this frigid water. If I didn’t drown first, I’d bleed to death. So much for pizza night.
The druid could rot in all the circles of hell. I hoped Kane and Dantalion escorted him there personally.
Kane.
We’d only begun to trust each other, to be vulnerable and expressive. The hot demon sex I envisioned would forever remain a fantasy.
This was complete and utter bullshit.
I expected water to fill my lungs, or to lose consciousness, but I realized I was simply floating downward, tugged gently by an invisible force.
The water was much deeper than I imagined. Darkness gave way to light as the rocks and boulders dissolved, along with the fish. I was no longer at the bottom of a river.
I seemed to be nowhere at all.
Even the vines had abandoned me. My arms and legs were free to move, yet there was no water in which to swim.
Ahead of me, a silhouette took shape.
Her features cemented. Beautiful. Fierce. Terrifying.
“How?” was the only word I managed to utter.
“You should have exercised more caution, little rose.” She clucked her tongue.
Little rose. “Who are you?”
“I believe you mean, who are we?” Her form split into three identical versions of the original.
My head throbbed, making it difficult to focus. Three sisters, but not the Moirai.
They were the vision from Phaedra’s cauldron.
The woman on the left beamed with pride. “We have hidden her well, sisters.”
The middle one nodded. “A warrior like us. A survivor.”
Pain and confusion swirled in my head. “I hate to burst your bubble, but I’m about to drop dead at your feet. The only thing you’ll be hiding is a corpse.”
“You will do no such thing,” the sister on the left said.
