Rebel Witch (The Crimson Moth, #2)

by Kristen Ciccarelli

She glanced toward Ava’s body across the room. She still needed to draw the spellmarks on herself, but she’d used all of Ava’s blood on Gideon. THUD! THUD! THUD! “Who’s in there?” demanded the guard. Gideon grabbed the closet door and shut it, plunging them into darkness. Slivers of light filtered in from the cracks. “Here.” He thrust out his hand. “Use mine.” Rune glanced down to find blood shining on his palm, seeping from what appeared to be dozens of tiny cuts. When he held his hand up to the light filtering in, Rune saw shards of sparkling glass embedded in the skin. He needed to dig those out before the cuts got infected. “Better hurry,” he whispered, as the door to the powder room burst open and guards flooded in. Out of time, Rune touched the blood on Gideon’s palm and quickly drew the same three symbols on her wrist. Her fingers trembled as she rushed. If she got even one mark wrong, the spell wouldn’t work. But if she didn’t finish in time … The briny taste of magic prickled her tongue. A second later, Rune’s skin tingled as magic flowed out and around her, hiding her the same way it had Gideon.