Austen
“Austen,” a female voice calls to me from the fog. “Austen, you have to save her.”
“Who are you?” I try to respond, but I don’t know where I am.
“Save Kinsley,” the voice tells me.
“Kinsley,” I call out.
“Kinsley,” I yell as I am woken by someone trying to mind link me. I open my eyes and lower my mental block. ‘What?’ I shout.
‘Sorry, Austen,’ Andre responds. ‘But someone is here to see you, and they say it’s urgent.’
I grumble as I sit up on the bed I am supposed to be sharing with Kinsley. I look forlornly at her spot and sigh. I think the person asking for me is the warlock Iver Stone told me about. ‘Thank you, Andre. I will be down in a few minutes.’
‘He will be waiting in your office,’ Andre responds with a nervous chuckle.
‘Great,’ I say and cut the mind link. R
