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as Tairn changes course with a dramatic right roll.

Only the leather straps across my thighs keep me seated as we chase
Liam’s tumbling body, Tairn’s wings tucked in tight, but the outcroppings

are too close, and we’re too high.

No. My throat closes. I refuse to lose him. Not when he’s dedicated so
many months of his life to keeping me alive. Failing isn’t an option. It’s

just…not.

“Andarna?” I cry, already throwing open the window in my mind to
where her glittering gift lies in wait.

“Do it,” she answers. “Focus on everything except you and Tairn!”

She’s right. There’s no point in me catching up to Liam if Tairn is frozen.
“Do it!”

I reach for the golden power and my back arches as it barrels down my
spine, flooding through my fingers and toes, enveloping every cell in my

body before blasting outward in a shock wave that passes over Tairn.

Suddenly, we’re the only ones moving, plunging through a windless sky
toward Liam’s frozen body, mere feet from the rugged outcropping of rocks

below.
Heartbeats, that’s all we have. My entire body trembles with the effort to

hold it, the power flowing from Andarna ebbing as Tairn extends his wings

and claw, snatching Liam’s body from midair and taking out the rocks with
the force of his tail as we barely escape death ourselves.

“Got him.”

Time snaps back, wind blasting me in the face as we climb, turning
tightly to avoid colliding with the ridgeline.

“Andarna?”

“Safe.” Her voice is barely a whisper in my head.
Wrath and fury boil my blood as my eyes lock onto the figure on top of

that tower. This is the last time this asshole will come after my friends or
me.