CHAPTER THIRTY
Kate tiptoed through caves that seemed to glow with their own light, not sure if they were reflections of Haxa’s home, some strange imaginary place unlocked by the ritual, or something else entirely. Kate only knew that she had to find the piece of her that sealed her pact with Siobhan, if she wanted to be able to undo it.
Haxa had made it sound as if it would be easy to find, yet the corridors branched in every direction, and Kate wasn’t sure which of them she was supposed to take. She passed by cave entrances and carefully carved doorways, barred gates and tears that seemed more suited to fabric than to cloth. There were even spaces where the walls gave way to leaves, arches of trees opening onto spaces beyond.
She was walking through one of those spaces now, along a pa
