FELDA
‘Disparaa clorassa monre! Disparaa clorassa monre!! Disparaa clorassa monre!!’
I cast a hiding spell under my breath, my voice was laced with silent venom. The room quivered for a split second as the ancient magic seeped through the air like smoke.
It drained me fast... Daze's wolf was too strong and resistant. My knees buckled under the force, and I staggered. He rushed, instinctively trying to catch me, but his arms passed right through.
Only I could see him. Only I could hear him. That was the spell.
"Felda! Are you okay? What did you do to me? Why can't I touch you?!" His voice sounded half-panicked, half-annoyed. I smiled.
That dumb, funny voice of his.
Before I could answer, I heard the door creak. Her voice followed.
"Your grace? Is someone there with you?"
I shut my
