5
Micah
Rok flew in circles above my head as I stood outside the protective shield, rethinking my plan. What was wrong with me? I had nothing to rethink. Ceris, Levi, and Izaera knew where I had gone, and they expected me to come back. What they didn’t know was how long I would be gone. I hadn’t known either.
But I was here now. I was back.
I wished Morgan had come with me. I couldn’t simply restore him to life, but I could trade his soul for a new one. He refused, of course.
“I won’t let you kill an innocent to free me,” he had said.
I had told him I wouldn’t kill an innocent. I would just time it for when Imha killed an innocent. I would use his or her soul in exchange for Morgan’s. Still, he had refused.
“It won’t feel right,” he had said.
After all the crap we had been through,
