Chapter Sixty-Five
Bodach strode forward, his feet pounding the hot pavement. It would have gone quicker if he were alone. He didn’t want to risk the others doing something rash without him, though. He didn’t trust them not to. He felt the ache as much as they did for Puca.
He didn’t want to believe that the other man was dead. He couldn’t accept it. They’d fought together for so long that a world without Puca seemed so empty.
“Bodach, wait.” Lu’s hand on his forearm pulled him from his thoughts.
“For what? We’re almost there.”
“Can you not feel it?” Lu asked, his eyes sparkling in the sunlight.
“Lu is right, it’s the magic of the queen. Same as in the forest.” Merrow said, looking towards the antique shop and the surrounding lawns for any trace of her.
“What should we do?” Bodach a
