Free Amethyst Flame (The Flame Series Book 2) by Caris Roane Page A

reviewed the moment her foray into the future got disrupted, she could feel the nature of the magic that attacked her. It felt very male, not a witch at all. And it felt old, as in it had been around for a while.
    Recognition and understanding arrived. Emma could see what Loghry had done. First, he’d disabled her ability to see the future, then he’d sent a mountain of pain to force her out of her spell completely. She could almost taste the nature of his dark magic.
    Vaughn, it was Loghry. I’m sure of it now.
    That doesn’t surprise either of us, does it?
    Not even a little.
    From her sitting position as she leaned against Vaughn, she was able to see the ghosts. They were finally moving around better.
    Becca, were you hurt?
    She shook her head. We can’t feel pain, but we felt shut down, unable to move or even to see for a long time. We’re all okay, but what happened?
    She explained about Loghry.
    Becca’s expression grew grim. I am soooo not surprised. He’s a monster.
    Emma couldn’t have agreed more.
    All three ghosts hovered in the air, watching her. They were so lovely and wore the same outfits, which helped Emma to know which one was Becca. She was still sporting her jeans and red tank top.
    Many ghosts stuck around for a while, especially those killed in a violent way. She suspected Becca and her sisters needed some sort of closure before they could pass permanently to the next life. Maybe they even needed to help get Loghry.
    So, when do we leave?
    What do you mean?
    To rescue these girls, of course. I can see the clock above your couch and it’s only 11:15. The driver of the truck spoke about having arrived just before midnight. You and Officer Vaughn have plenty of time to save the girls.
    Emma drew back from Vaughn’s embrace then rose to her feet.
    He stood up along with her, but met her gaze, frowning heavily. “What’s wrong, Em? What’s going on now? Did you see more of the images?”
    She met his gaze. “I think we have a job to do, but it doesn’t involve Loghry, at least not directly. We need to go to Savage Territory.
    “Savage? You’re kidding.”
    Emma relayed the movie-like images to him, of the truck transporting teens through wolf territory. She was also explicit about the ghosts and what Becca had suggested they do next.
    When she heard glass clinking on the hutch, she leaned around Vaughn. “Hey, girls, don’t mess with the canisters.”
    Vaughn turned as well. “What the hell?”
    “What?” Emma wondered if he could see something she couldn’t.
    “I don’t know how this is possible, but I can see the triplets. This is weird. Vampires don’t usually see ghosts. And I definitely couldn’t before.”
    “Then how are you doing it now?”
    “I have no idea. And they’re wearing clothes, each of them, or what looks like clothes.”
    Emma’s brows rose. “Yeah, that was actually the first thing they did. They got dressed, probably for my sake.”
    Becca intruded. Emma, please tell Vaughn that we need to get going. We’ve already wasted three minutes. Tick-tock.
    She turned to look at Vaughn. “Becca says we need to get the girls.”
    He jerked his chin in the direction of the hutch. “Will they be with us?”
    “Of course. Looks like we’re a team. All of us.”
    “So let me get this straight. You and me and three ghosts, are supposed to chase down a delivery truck, deep in Savage Territory, and rescue these girls?”
    “Sure. Why not? I mean what else do we have to do? Besides, this is the series of images that came to me even though I focused on Loghry and his mansion. I think we should do it.”
    He stared at her for a long moment. She could see the wheels turning. “And I have a contact on Savage Border Patrol, an officer I trust, who would like nothing more than to disrupt the trafficking in his territory. Officer Fergus, do you know him?”
    Emma shook her head. “I never knew a lot of shifters. Max kept his relationship with me separate. But there’s