Chapter 261 Ava: Yanking At Her

It's almost like a presence saying hello.

Thinking of that little string, I tug back. Twice.

An answering jerk. One. Two. Three

The words I just spoke drift into my head: It's like the book is alive.

Is it crazy to talk into this void in my head, in the general direction I hope the book is in?

Sure. But at least no one can see or hear me doing it.

Hello? I call out, trying to use the same mental channel I use to speak with Selene. Are you there?

Another tug on that string.

I really, really need you to come to where I am. It's safer here. Or something. How do you explain to a book that the world has gone to shit and you want to keep it from being used to create further catastrophe?

Please.

Being polite never hurts.

This time, that string-y feeling yanks, and it feels like my heart is constricted, interfering in its ability to beat.

I can't breathe. Pain explodes in my chest, radiating outward like a supernova. My lungs burn, desperate for air that won't come. The world around me blurs, sounds fading into a high-pitched buzz that fills my ears.

One second passes. An eternity compressed into a heartbeat.

Two seconds. The edges of my vision darken, reality slipping away like sand through an hourglass.

pain recedes. The world snaps back into focus, colors sharpening and sounds returning. I gasp, drawing in a ragged

Are

my mind. Her hand grips my shoulder, shaking me gently but insistently. I blink, trying to orient myself. We're still in the truck. Marcus

out as a croak. Swallowing hard,

something was trying to

in

white as

seconds without air sends a shiver down

in

to me like Magister Orion said. And then..." I trail off, unsure how to describe the sensation. "It was like it grabbed hold of me. I feel

Vanessa asks, before shaking her head. "Stupid question. How would

and so few

be careful with this. Magic books that try to yank your

rebels against the idea. "No, it wasn't malicious. Just desperate." I pause, surprised by my own certainty. How can I be so sure about the intentions of an inanimate

of me tugs again, and I

gently. "Either way, we can't risk you getting

strange thrumming in my veins. It's like my body is vibrating from the inside out, a constant reminder of the magic pulsing through

to Vanessa. "We should wait until we're somewhere safe before I try contacting the book again. Too many weird things keep happening to me. I'd rather not risk

sense of self-preservation in me

I desperately

of Lucas sends a

ask, looking between Vanessa and Marcus. Hope flutters in

a worried frown creasing her brow. "No, nothing yet.

Surprised, I peer out the window, but there's nothing

'focusing' in the

is chilling. How much time

once," he admits. "But it was brief. Fleeting. Gone

can hear the undercurrent of

in my gut. Too many

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