Sable

“Sable!”

Dare’s voice is almost as hoarse as mine was earlier as he cries out, running toward me. I barely have time to look up before I’m swept into his arms, pressed against him in a bone-crushing hug.

I wrap my arms around him too, clinging tightly to him as I breathe in the scent of blood and smoke that clings to his skin.

“You’re alive,” I gasp. “The others?”

My heart stutters as I ask the question. I lost track of everyone when the magic overtook me, and as I remember the strange sensation of being nothing but a conduit for the power, a shudder runs down my...