Today’s excerpt comes from Night Myst.
Series Page link: Indigo Court
Book Page for Buy links: Night Myst
I SQUATTED ON my heels beside the blood, fingering the leaves around it. The snow was compact, new snow hadn’t managed to cover it yet, and I found several footprints. They were the right size and shape for my aunt’s boots.
“What is it?” Leo knelt beside me.
I glanced over my shoulder. “Trouble. That’s what.” I stood up, wiping my hands on my jeans. Rhiannon was standing on her own, looking pale but composed. “You okay?”
She nodded. “What just happened?”
“You fell into a trance,” Leo said. “I recognized the signs. What the hell is the Indigo Court? And what’s the Hunt?”
“I don’t know.” I looked at my cousin. “Do you remember anything you said? Any images that might have been running through your mind when you were channeling whoever that was?”
Rhiannon rubbed the back of her hand across her forehead, squinting in concentration. “I think…I remember seeing something. But I’m not sure what to make of it. I was standing in a forest that was bathed in dark blue. The silhouettes of the trees were silver and barren…surreal. Real, but yet, not quite. And there were nets…webs?…stretching through the branches.”
Just where had she been?
“Anything else?”
“Yes,” she said softly. “A woman was standing there. A tall, thin woman. Her arms reminded me of a spider’s legs, all jointy and spindly. She was dressed in a diaphanous gown. The woman stretched out her arms and a cloud of sparkling mist rose from her body.”
Rhiannon hugged herself. “She looked at me, and when she smiled, her teeth were sharp, like tiny needles. She had black eyes—like a vampire’s—except there was a swirl of stars in them. Her hair was long and black, and she wore a silver circlet on her head. When she saw me, she crooked her finger and said, ‘Join us.’ And the horrible thing is…I wanted to. I wanted to go to her.”
