Blood Debts (The Temple Chronicles Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
The numerous artifacts lining shelves on the floor, sitting on tables, and hanging on the walls captivated my attention. I could see Othello doing the same and smiled. “Beautiful, isn’t it?”She merely nodded. “Is that…?” She pointed at the fleece I had asked Hope about.“No. But the real one is here too.” I answered honestly, remembering Hope’s answer to my exact same question. We continued on. I was here for one reason. I needed to find the summoner, and I was desperate — fearful even — of borrowing power from this room, but what choice did I have? I had no other friends for backup, and my most constant companion, my magic, had been taken from me, or would be soon enough to make any difference. Some of the wolves might still think I had murdered one of their own. I had promised to make the Demon suffer for his crime, but I wondered if the wolves truly believed my innocence or not. It was mainly fear of my pack of ‘spirit wolves’ that had deterred them. The Nephilim were no doubt hunting me, despite not having run into them yet.
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