Reign of Shadows

Brianna can see her future, but it’s the past that haunts her. Plans laid in place centuries ago are threatening not only her and her sister, but all of the Seven Lines. As the shadows plot their way to old rule, the visions shift again. Her power has led to some hard choices—and the occasional stab wound—but this set of futures holds nothing but darkness.

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EXCERPT 15
Chapter Six Cont’d
Aern

When they stepped outside, Wesley was already moving up the corridor to meet them, the color drained from his face. “She’s in the west hall. They’re deciding which surgeries to go ahead with, so you’ve probably only got a minute to talk to her.”
Emily’s fingers tightened in Aern’s. She had no idea who they were speaking of, but from the look on Wesley’s face, it was someone they knew personally. Aern didn’t answer, she’d see soon enough. Only the search teams he’d sent out knew that Brendan might still be alive, but no one had suspected they’d saved one of the others.
Six men waited outside her room. Seven more were standing just inside the entrance. He nodded to them briefly as they moved aside, grateful they’d managed to return. And then his eyes found her, and his hand went slack in Emily’s. There was a prep team working to move her, clearing the blood that was caked along her right side. He crossed the room, vaguely aware of Emily’s intake of breath beside him, the way her free hand came up to cover her mouth.
Aern placed a palm against Ellin’s left cheek, the only spot not marred by cuts or bruising, and she opened her eye. It was a moment before she recognized him, took in her surroundings, and then something changed in her face, a kind of relief, despite the damage that ravaged her.
Her lips parted, struggling to form a word, and Aern knelt closer.
“We think she’s trying to tell us about Brendan,” Eric said from behind them, his voice quiet.
Aern watched as Ellin’s eye closed tighter. “No,” he said. “Brianna. She’s trying to warn us about Brianna.” A grateful breath escaped her and she opened her eye to close it again, in a long blink. A yes.
His thumb slid over her cheek. “Don’t worry, Ellin. We have her. She’s safe.” Her gaze moved to his, another warning, and he answered, “We know they’re coming for her, but she’s safe.”
She didn’t understand, Ellin hadn’t had a chance to learn about the battle with Morgan, hadn’t seen anything except the men that had taken her and Brendan. But Aern wouldn’t tell her yet. Not here. This room was filled with men and women of the Seven Lines, but they only knew what they’d witnessed of Brianna, the wind that had whipped around her, the power that surged from her hands. No one had dared speak of the others, to even whisper shadow. “Rest,” he said. “We are all safe.”