Page 87 of Lies of the Wicked


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“Is what?”

She eyed him. “Captivating.”

“That is the first compliment you’ve given me without my mouth on your?—”

Thessa put her finger over his lips. “Don’t.”

Soren removed it, grinning.

“Are you truly unable to think of anything else?”

“Is it such a bad thing?” he countered.

Undoubtedly, yes.

Her body was molten around him. And worse, her heart was becoming the same. Thessa scratched the thought and said, “We have work to do.” Flipping the page, there it was. The dark feminine figure with raven-like wings she’d seen with Leora. “Who is that?”

“The goddess of night, of course.”

Thessa leaned in close, inspecting the image. “How do you know it’s her?”

“Theymay obsess over Hekate in this realm, butwewere raised to worship Nyx. Eiliana drew this, she always drew her.”

“You mean to say our goddess had wings?”

“Some think she flew. Others say she drove a horse-led chariot. You know how legends go.”

Thessa stared at the drawing of her make-shift mother for a little longer before flipping the page. “Another Communication Spell,” she murmured.

Soren flipped the next page. “Another Enchantment Spell.”

Thessa groaned, gesturing for him to flip.

Soren paused, tapping the page. “This Protection Spell could be useful. Especially for the Botanical and Celestial witches with us.”

She worried about Leora every single day. Sure, she haddistractions, but every sighting of the McPorter family had reminded her of the others. “I should write them.”

“You can’t, they’re moving soon. They rotate locations the morning after every Blood Moon, just like this one.”

That’s a couple days away. “Where are they going next? I’ll write them there.”

“A location was scouted closer to Gravenport, that’s all I know. We keep our messenger service vague—in case of interception.”

“So we’ve sent them north, just for them to hike back south?”

His eyes narrowed. “How else would we have warned the northern half of the rebellion about what happened down here? About the possibility of war?”

Her heartbeats rang in her ear. “War? Soren, they’re trusting us. Trustingme. With everything.”

“What did you think all of this would lead to?”

She shook her head in denial.She’d been led into a web of lies. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

He stood with haste, pacing the room. “I’ve been force-fed command and combat training since before you were born. I know how to mediate delicate circumstances, and not everyone has to like how I do it. Keeping our kind hidden,this secret,is my only priority. The less anyone knows, until they need to know it, the better.”

Her blood was boiling. “OkayGeneral Whitfield,the lying and conniving rebellion leader.”

“What’s gotten into you?” His voice was laced with anger.

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