"I might be low-level, but I know curses when I feel them." Elena pressed the charm into his hand. "This won't break it. Nothing I have is strong enough for that. But it might slow it down. Give you a little more time."
Nicholas looked down at the crystal and felt something loosen in his chest. "Thank you."
"It's the least I can do." Elena stepped back. "Good luck. I hope you save her."
"So do I," Nicholas said quietly.
They left her there and drove back down the mountain in silence. The moment they had cell service, Nicholas sent a text to Silas confirming Elena's safe arrival.
The response came within seconds.
Confirmed. The witch's name is Morgana Ashford. Her location: 47.2° N, 121.8° W. Deep in the Cascade wilderness. She's expecting you.
Sebastian read the coordinates over Nicholas's shoulder. "That's at least three hours from here."
"Then we need to move." Nicholas was already pulling up a map on his phone. "We shift and run. It'll be faster than driving."
