Alpha Asher and Lola

Chapter 232

We set Sean down in the grass off the side of the road. I stood over the body of my big brother, still not allowing myself to process what had happened. The gashes across his neck and chest were unimportant. His skin was almost translucent, blending in with the muted colors of the grass so well that it was both beautiful and haunting. The way the moonlight streamed down onto his body, turning him silver, was a sight I'd never forget.

“I'm so sorry about Sean, Lola. I'm so sorry.” Holly's shaky whisper came from behind.

Her voice was swallowed by the night, stolen by the stillness that surrounded us. I sank to my knees at Sean's side, trailing my eyes over his dark hair and long lashes.

“What are you planning to do?” Holly asked.

The clear note of hesitation in her voice prompted me to turn my head in her direction. I scowled, confused as to why she needed me to say it aloud. A chill skated down my spine, one I ignored as I looked down at Sean once more.

“I'm going to bring my brother back from the dead.” I couldn't look away from him. :

Holly gasped audibly, circling Sean and I until she faced me. She lowered herself to the ground at his side. Her hands were trembling, and the whites of her eyes were visible, large, and bright despite the darkness.

“Lola, you-you can't do that.”

My head snapped up without my say. Crimson tinted my vision, my fingers tingling from icy cold. What exactly did she mean by that?

"Yes, I can. You read the book, you know what Conjuration is and what it's capable of. I can do anything. You knew this was my plan, Holly. I'm not seeing what the sudden problem is.” I laughed at the absurdity, but there was no warmth, no humor in it.

"You read the book too, which means you saw the part where it talks about what you're tapping into to do these things. Something like this, raising someone from the dead-you know that's not the kind of power you want to tap into. It won't let you go. Even now, it's holding onto you.” Her eyes full of knowing, trailed down to my hands, to the dark veins that crawled up the tops of them.

One leachy tendril jumped up from the ground, slashing the palm of Holly's hand. She let out a quick shriek, and the two of us watched as droplets of pure crimson began to bead along her skin. The others on the outskirts began to writhe impatiently, scenting her magical blood and wanting to drain her dry.

“No, you will not feed from her. If any of you take so much as a single drop I will send you into oblivion.” I snarled, forcing them back into place.

With my magic, I tilted Holly's hand and allowed the blood that pooled to splatter along Sean's chest and stomach. It was bright against his pale skin, shimmering with a magic I recognized instantly.

I placed my hands on my brother's cold, hard chest. Holly's blood was searing, almost painful from how cold I'd become, but within it's heat I could make out the electrical current of magic.

Bracing myself, forcing Holly's pleas to the very background of my mind, I began. 1

A single thought, a mere whisper of intention, and magic swelled in my body.

Every drop, I forced into my brother's lifeless corpse. I couldn't remove my eyes from his face, couldn't stop staring, waiting for the moment his eyes opened and life returned to them.

The first burst of magic I forced into him sent me spiraling into the darkness, but there was something different about it.

I craned my head, looking around, but it went in all directions. There was an emptiness that surrounded me, echoing though there was no sound to latch onto.

"He's not in there, Lola. His soul is gone. Can't you feel it?” Holly's distant voice cried out.

'We can bring it back.’ The dark magic hissed.

Yes, we could.

I reached out with my magic, unfurling invisible arms that spread in all directions, delving past the thin fabric that separated worlds and into realms that I had no name for-that I didn't know existed. There was this warmth, this speck of golden light that I couldn't see, but feel.

Somehow, I knew it was what I was searching for.

My bones began to ache from the cold, my arms growing heavy and shoulders stiff. Its influence was spreading, but I was so close.

“I shouldn't have done this. I shouldn't have done this.” Holly's sobs grew louder.

A prickling sensation raced up my spine, an awareness that told me someone was here. That they were approaching. I snapped into my own body, my vision returning in a burst of detail and color. Holly's blue eyes were torn in two. Sorrow, guilt, and regret poured from them in tandem with her tears. Her lips trembled, making out three words that would haunt me to my grave. 1

"Please, forgive me.”

A scuffle sounded from directly behind me, lifting the hairs along the back of my neck. I turned and my heart nearly seized as I realized who's eyes I were looking into. 1

"You?" I gasped.

An excruciating pain encased my skull, stealing away my vision and the ground beneath my knees With that face burned into the depths of my mind, I fell into the open arms of darkness and let it swallow me whole.