Chapter Eight
The wish
“Hey, Idris, where are you going?” I shouted after him, but he didn’t turn around. It was like he didn’t even hear me. The warlock women were holding his hands, and I glanced around with desperation. None of the other warlocks were paying attention to me, and I promised Harvey that I was going to behave, but all of a sudden, rage filled my veins. I was f*****g pissed.
I picked up the bag. I struggled with it, because Avianna was damn heavy now, and followed them. My magic rippled down my spine, shimmering between my fingers, and energy bounced around the walls. I must have lost control a little, unleashing the magic inside me. My energy reached them both, and they didn’t even have a chance to put up their wards. Their bodies went rigid, and their giggling stoppe
