Howler's Night by RS Black Read Free Book Online Page B

what’s going to happen to our people after they kill me is something you’ll need to know. You need to warn the others what the Triad has planned...
    My God, I can’t believe this has really happened. I fought so hard, I thought I had time... thought we had time. I thought we’d figured it all out. But we were fooled, right to the very end.
    All I can say is I love Asher. I know why he did what he did when he stabbed me, and I forgive him. Luc, if you’re reading this, you have to tell him that because I know they will wipe all of this from my mind. I’ve seen them do it to others. Soon I’m going to be nothing but a shell, a vessel they will use to try and destroy everything I love. Forgive the Priest, Luc, you have to, you have no choice. Without him by our side we can never succeed.
    My God... I know it all now. It’s so much worse than what we thought, the truth of it all... it’s so much worse.
    My pulse was pounding so hard by the time I finished reading that I had to slam the book shut. I’d barely even begun, but already I felt something dark and malevolent slink through me. Something foreign and unpleasant, and deep down I knew all the answers were in that book.
    A book written by my hand.
    A journal I couldn’t remember ever penning.
    I gazed on in horror at it sitting undisturbed by my foot, staring at it like it was a wild animal ready to snatch me up in its deadly jaws and devour me whole.
    I knew I wasn’t going to like what I read inside, and that night I just didn’t have the energy to try.

Chapter 7
    Asher
    S he was asleep, tossing and turning and crying out in her dreams, flinging her arms wide, and begging them to stop.
    I sat on the cot and watched her with my heart trapped in my throat. I knew I couldn’t go to her. I’d tried earlier in the night, and the moment I’d opened the cage, she’d very nearly ripped my throat out with her claws.
    Pandora was damaged, and I couldn’t help but remember Luc’s words. Even though she was right here with me, it felt like she was dead because this woman before me was nothing like the one I’d known all my life.
    Dean had poked his head into the room hours earlier motioning for me and saying that maybe being back here with her was only making it worse, but I couldn’t leave. I still didn’t really trust him.
    It seemed no matter where I turned everyone wanted a piece of Pandora. Dean could be on our side for now, but who could say what would happen tomorrow, or the next day, or the day after that, when a new player entered the game, changing the rules all over again and turning a temporary ally into a merciless enemy?
    So I stayed back there with her, watching helplessly from the sidelines as she convulsed and screamed for them to stop cutting.
    At one point she’d jerked so hard she’d exposed an angry and deep scar in her thigh, and it’d been all I could do not to demand Dean tell me where Creatus was so that I could kill every single bastard in there.
    Not only had she not healed from the wounds, but she was covered in more scars than even I was. Scrubbing my jaw, I squeezed my eyes shut and laid back down on the bed. If she had to suffer, so would I.
    “You will never be alone again, little demon. Never again.”
    My whispered words seemed to enflame her rage as she slammed her body against the spelled cage over and over, reaching her arms out, desperately trying to get at me.
    The only good thing that’d happened when I’d entered the cage earlier was that I’d managed to swipe up her journal before being forced to lock her up again.
    Grabbing the book off the floor, I tugged on the chain attached to the dangling light bulb overhead. The power of strong magic rippled off the journal. It was benign magic, not meant to harm. There was a compulsion to read the book laced within its spell, which was probably Dean’s purpose in sending Hannah in there to begin with.
    I spent the rest of the night reading through the massive book. It was