Wings Of The Wicked Page 121

A look of horror and sadness overcame him. ’’Ellie?’’

I was sick of everyone saying my name but Will. His voice was the only one I wanted to hear, calm and serene as he always was, not moaning in pain trapped within some internal Hell.

’’Are you okay?’’ His voice was gentle, as if he were speaking to a frightened, cornered animal. He set down his glass. ’’What can I do?’’

I lifted my arm and willed a single Khopesh sword into my hand. Angelfire blazed, lighting up his surprised face, and my power spiraled around me, lifting my tangled hair and the shredded folds of my dress.

He stared at me, fearing what might come from my threat. ’’You don\ ever need to raise your sword to me.’’

’’Will is dying,’’ I said, my voice withering. ’’Did you speak the truth when you said you know a Grigori?’’

He hesitated before he nodded. ’’Yes.’’

I swallowed hard, shaking. ’’You have to take me to the Grigori. I don\ care what it takes. I\ll do anything. You have to help me save him.’’


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