right. Something changed after I gave it up for that arrogant washed-up NFL’er last week. Even Ameerah herself said she sensed it all the way out in Green Bay. Anyway, I recited that spell on the laptop, speaking directly to the image of the cluster symbol that she sent to my cell. I don’t know how exactly, but it worked. The energy from Ameerah’s spell transferred from the symbol into me and magnified my abilities. From the spell! Not from the witch herself. I can’t even begin to fathom what it means, but for starters, I will ask every witch and sorcerer in Chicago to repeat the step, and I will try again. Those goddamned destroyers won’t know what hit them. If this works, the old biddies and I will share a laugh in honor of that jock I slept with. I guess I should have gotten his name. But maybe not. I saw him at the same bar where we met with that bleach blonde skank bitch, Corinne, from high school. Chick can’t even hold her liquor. Oh well. Who would have thought finally losing my virginity would help save the world?”
Kiera looked up at Coco. “What is an NFL’er? And a cell? Oh, and a skank?”
“The first is an athlete who played one of the most brutal sports of that time. A cell is a handheld portable phone that evolved into a device almost every person on the planet owned and stared at ad infinitum…” She stared off into the distance, dreamy-eyed. “All those colorful games… and don’t even get me started on our addiction to social media.”
“And a skank?”
“Never mind that. Some insults should stay in the past, darling. Did you understand the rest?”
“I think so…she drew power from the residual energy left behind in other witches’ spells?”
“Exactly…just like you, after you gave it up to Xander,” she said, grinning.
Kiera rolled her eyes. “And when I shook Liam’s hand…”
Coco nodded vigorously. “Exactly. Magic from him flowed to you. My best guess is it was the shifter magic left behind from the Chosen who transformed him, and if I’m right, he was turned to a shifter a different year than Xander was. Oh my goodness, do you knows what this means?”
“Um…can you give me a hint? My head hurts. It has been a long day.”
“I will give you more than a hint. All you need to do is physically touch one shifter from each of the years since Minassus initiated the shifter transformations ceremonies. You will draw power from each spell that was cast.”
“So that means we have to find eight of Xander’s shifters…as I have… touched him already.”
“And don’t we know it, girlfriend?” she joked.
“No. Seven. I already shook Liam’s hand.”
“I need to get this request over to your man.”
“You need to hurry. Xander’s second in command is getting ready to leave camp with Reena to strengthen the outer walls, and it sounded to me that they were going to start tonight.”
Coco began to remove her clothes. “Fastest way is to fly there, but please, be careful with Minassus. Now that I think about it, he’s probably known since you met Xander at the Great Hall the first time. He was turned by Minassus…”
“Ahhh. I see. The Chancellor may have sensed the transfer of energy, and only remembered the account in Thalia’s scroll after it happened.”
“You are in danger, Kiera. Maybe you should come with me. We can leave through the tunnel and stay at the shifter camp.”
“Perhaps you’re right, especially since the Chancellor is—”
A loud knock on Kiera’s door stopped her dead in her tracks.
“Kiera!” shouted the Chancellor from the other side of the door.
Panicked, but clear on what needed to be done, Kiera exchanged a knowing glance with Coco and frantically whispered, “You have to go now! Through the window. Get to Xander and gather the seven shifters. I will find a way to leave the fortress as soon as I can. Just in case I cannot, you need to do it, Coco.”
“Touch them? Will that work?”
“It may be the only way.”
Coco nodded and quickly wrapped her arms around Kiera. “I hope you can draw their energy from me.”
“Hurry!” Kiera looked toward the door as Coco took on her Osprey form. “The Chancellor is not going to wait much longer. Time is—” That split second while she focused on him, three images crashed into her head all at the same time. She reared back. “Oh no! We are out of time! And the Chancellor…it can’t