Free rylee adamson 10 - blood of the lost by Shannon Mayer

constant wet and gray skies. But this was not London, and I had a feeling it was anything but natural.
    Within minutes, we were soaked through, and the rain was not warm. Teeth chattering, I looked over my shoulder at Lark and Cactus. Curled up between them, Peta hid from the rain. “You two can’t do anything about this, can you?”
    Lark shook her head. “No, and if any Sylphs come, it would be best if we were not seen. But I doubt we’d be able to hide in time, so that’s not an option.”
    Above us a bolt of lightning ripped the sky, searing my eyes. I ducked my head. “Is it a Sylph doing this?” In the back of my head I scrambled for information. A Sylph was an air elemental, and as legendary as Lark was supposed to be.
    “I’m quite sure. The four families created a lockdown around Jonathan, from what I understand. They knew I would come for him eventually. He is the first step in me taking back my place in our world.” She put a hand on my shoulder. “Look at Pamela.”
    I whipped my head around to see Pamela standing on Eve’s back, Alex steadying her with his hands on the back of her thighs. Her hands were raised above her head and the wind around them stilled, the clouds pushed away. Eve winged closer and the calm encircled us. Pamela’s eyes were closed and she dripped with water—or it could have been sweat.
    “Pamela, you are a badass,” I hollered over to her.
    She grinned but kept her eyes closed. “I learned from the best.”
    Lark shimmied closer to me and whispered into my ear. “I can stop the Sylph, but I need to be on the ground.”
    “Blaz, you heard the Destroyer. Time to land.”
    He tucked his wings and dropped like the ten-ton lizard he was. Behind us came the sharp whistle of wind screaming through the Harpies’ feathers as they coursed behind the dragon. I leaned over and peered around Blaz’s head to see the spot he’d picked to land.
    “Blaz, tell me you’re joking. Please tell me that isn’t Mt. Hood.”
    The quickest path was to stay north and avoid the higher ranges, then come down the coast line.
    Mt. Hood. The sight of the volcano I’d caused to erupt; the place where I’d gained the ogres as allies, then lost them when I confronted their leader, Sas.
    The place I’d been when Dox had been killed at my farm. My heart clenched.
    So be it.
     
     



CHAPTER 13
     
    PAMELA
     
     
    THE MAGIC RUSHED through my veins, more heady even than the cup of wine I’d drank at winter solstice with Rylee. Around me, I could feel the world and every element within it, as though they were a part of me, and with a bare whisper of a thought I could ask them to do my bidding.
    That had been the key to unlocking my power, truly unlocking it. Not to demand the magic do my bidding, but to ask it. To make it my partner in all I wished.
    What no one had ever told me before was that the magic I carried was a living thing, a creature no different than Blaz, Eve, or even me.
    And it was a bit temperamental and didn’t like to be shoved around.
    Weaving the power through me, I kept the clouds and lightning at bay, redirecting the storm, sending it southeast, away from us.
    Something pushed it back, though; another force of magic from what it felt like, though the sensation was there and then gone in a flash.
    Alex’s hands tightened on me and pulled me down. “Sit, we’re landing.”
    My eyes popped open. “Why did we stop?” All around us was black rock and above us was a mountain with the top blown off. I put a hand to my mouth as I slowly turned to take it in. The charcoal forest, the strange landscape, the mountain, and the crystal clear lake in the distance—this was the place Rylee had been, where she’d made the volcano explode.
    Which meant there were ogres nearby; ogres that didn’t like us and were probably still being manipulated by Orion.
    “Oh shit,” I whispered.
    Alex squeezed my arms, and then quickly let go so he could slide off Eve’s back.
    “Don’t freak