Chapter Twelve

Kinsley paced in the lab, chewing her thumbnail and watching Weaver in concern. They sat looking over the pictures and all the notes Kinsley had taken during her meeting with Deidra in Danu Forest. Their face was dark and stormy, the energy coming off of them was full of turmoil, apprehension, and the one that made Kinsley sick with dread, and fear. If Weaver was scared then whatever was in Danu forest was very very bad indeed.

“So what are we looking at Weaver?” Sawyer asked from his spot on the stairs. When Kinsley got the pictures and the notes from him for Weaver to look at he could tell something was wrong. So despite his sister's protests he hauled himself to Weaver’s lab and sat on the stairs, his legs having given up before he got further into the room.

“Nothing good that's for sure. This magic is ancient, and so very angry to be trapped. It would have tried to consume you Kins, feed off everything you are and leave you a husk once it was done. Right now it's too unpredictabl