Bree
Alexander had made it clear he was only here for Iyelda’s head. He didn’t think the “dark magic stuff” was a danger to him. I wasn’t so certain. John felt the same way, which truly baffled me. Whatever their beliefs, I wanted to make sure Alexander made it back to Cree.
I was bored with Iyelda’s elementary antics. So far, it was orbs and lightning bolts. She was angry about the forcefield. Her minion, or pet, tried and failed to infiltrate.
“I need to distract her.” I was talking out loud to myself, but Alexander suddenly moved out of the protection range and stood tall with his head up. He let out a roar that I’m sure could be heard across the continent. It even made me jump.
Iyelda came plummeting to the ground hard. She bought her head up to stare at Alexander, her mouth aga
