Witchmate (Skeleton Key)
“They’d been on track, maybe two or three hours behind Keir, when the scents of the forest went dead. Amile’s furrowed brow matched Toland’s concern.
“We must rely on signs,” Jaylinn said. “The witches have cast spells to rob us of our senses.” She’d insisted on coming along for the search, and like Thadeus and Amile, Jaylinn was a strong tracker. So Toland allowed her to join the search.
Amile nodded and pursed her lips. She had long dark hair pulled back tight behind her head. It gave her face a severe look. “I can’t smell Thad.”
“He’ll return Amile.” Tol prayed he was right.
Mika approached them from the north, her short blonde hair drenched in sweat. “Hurry,” she said breathlessly. “You’ll want to see this.”
“We shouldn’t leave,” Amile said. “We need to wait for Thadeus.”
Toland felt Amile’s anxiousness as his own.
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