Lost In Prophecy: An Urban Fantasy Novel (The Ascension Series) (Volume 5) - Plot & Excerpts
Rylie walked briskly through the storm, hood pulled over her head to protect herself. She tried not to look down into Hell. It was bad enough that she couldn’t tune out the scents—the melting human flesh, the burnt charcoal, the factories and smelters. There seemed to be more Scions guarding the bridge than usual. A small crowd had gathered on the lawn surrounding the statue of Bain Marshall, most of them armed and all of them whispering. Disturbance in the fissure? Rylie wasn’t sure that she wanted to know badly enough to stop. She hadn’t told anyone that she was going to be in Northgate, and she preferred to get back to the sanctuary without anyone catching on. The wind picked up as she passed the edge of the bridge, carrying the scent of werewolves to her. It wasn’t just Scions talking over by Bain Marshall. Some of the pack were there, too. People who would be likely to report back to Abel. Rylie quickened her pace. As she passed, a woman unhitched herself from one of the bridge’s pylons and moved to walk alongside Rylie.
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