Chapter 35 The Call Of Mate
- ISOLDE
- Arianna’s wrist snapped backward with a sickening crack. Her scream ripped through the room as she clutched it with her other hand, her face twisting in pain.
- I blinked, breath rushing out of me like I had been holding it for hours. My hand trembled against the table. What... what had I just done? A spell? Goddess, no.