Chapter 95

Cirilla's Point Of View

The glow of blinding lights was the only thing that filled my vision for long, torturing seconds before a magic force vomited us in the middle of a forest.

The natural darkness had begun to evade, the morning was brighter.

"I feel sick," Kali's words yanked my attention to her side. She was resting against the bark of a tree, her chest rising and falling with heavy pants. "Are you okay?"

As her eyes traveled over to me, I looked away, getting off the ground, and dusting the leaves and dirt from my clothes and hair.

"I'll live," I managed to say as her stare persisted on me. "Where the hell are we?"

"Still in Seattle, but somewhere safe," She jumped to her feet, the bottom of her long dress sweeping the leaves as she strutted closer. "At least for now,"

"In the middle of nowhere?" I cocked a brow.

And a chuckle loosened effortles