Chapter Fifteen

I’m determined more than ever to continue, if not only for the Bloodstone, but to get an idea of what Duncan has under his control and what we will be up against when this war happens. My mental list is growing with concerns to report when I return home.

“I checked on them again and made sure they’re still knocked out,” Finn says, coming up behind where I stand outside, looking down on the town.

“You’re not supposed to go by them, Finn. We talked about this,” I scold.

With a shrug of his shoulders, he takes off down the path.

“Dammit, Finnian. First of all, you need to stop just walking away without me. Second, listen to me about this. If we come across any more witches, you need to get away so they can’t use you.” I say, striding up to his side.

“Why do you think you’re so special and the only one that can fight off their advances?” He asks, perturbed.

“Finn