CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE“No!” I scream. The flames around me are burning my skin, but I don’t care. “No!”
There’s nothing I can do. I can’t escape from this. I can’t help Alec.
Do nothing, a tiny voice whispers to me. Close your eyes.
And so I do.
I close my eyes and picture the flames rippling away from my body. I picture the grass springing up where it’s been burnt away. I picture the dirt underneath the grass, and the rocks underneath the trees.
I feel the fire recede, its oppressive heat disappearing.
I open my eyes, and the fire is completely gone.
But how did I do that?
There’s no time to wonder. The Hunter who hurt Alec turns to me and raises his sword. His eyes are cold and cruel. I raise my hand, and my dad’s bracelet glows white hot against my wrist.
Ripping the bracelet of
