Chapter 145

KEENA

Ward wraps me in his arms to soothe the pain of the new magic rushing through my veins.

“It hurts,” I whisper as I nuzzle my nose into Ward’s chest.

“I know,” he says as he inhales my scent from my hair. “But James and Emerson are going to get Lyra and she is going to fix this.”

I can hear the sounds of the army from outside. They are making sure that there are no more witches hiding in the forest around the coven house. But I know that they are all gone. If there were still witches here I would be able to feel their power.

It is as if I can feel everything. I can feel all of Ward’s emotions as if they were my own. As the army members glance in the door of the coven house I can see the concerned looks on their faces. I can feel their unsure emotions drifting through the air, hitting me in the chest.

I bury my face in Ward’s chest once again trying to block out the outside world. It is all too much; the looks the emotions, the uncertainty.

“Ward?” I lift my chi