Winter Fire (Witchling Series) (37 page)

He shrugged with a small smile. “No one steals from the Master of Dark.”

She said nothing. Morgan opened her hand to stare at her amulet. It didn’t glow like Beck’s. There was a possibility it never would. Sam was right. The amulet was the only part of the boarding school and Beck that she could take with her. It might be the only reminder she ever had of the boy she’d fallen in love with.

With mixed feelings, she placed it in her pocket and then accepted Decker’s wallet and Summer’s phone.

Walk parallel to the road south. I will clear a path for you. It will take you twelve hours to reach the nearest town of Priest River,
Sam instructed her.

“If something happens and you get in trouble, call me,” Decker added.

Morgan nodded, unable to look at him. She pushed her new possessions into her pockets. When she looked up, Sam was gone. Decker remained.

“Beck is in too much pain not to love you,” he said quietly.

Her chin trembled.

“I want him never to feel what I did when I thought I lost Summer. Sam said if you stay now, I’ll lose my brother.” Decker’s voice was tight. “A few months ago, Beck did the same for me. I get it. You have to leave. I hope with all my heart you find your way back to Beck. If there’s a way …”

“I will try,” she whispered. “Take care of him.”

“I’ll have my magick back in two days. I don’t care what he wants this time. I’m going after Dawn.”

The forest parted for her up the bank, a sign it was time to go. She had to leave, before anything worse happened.

“Goodbye, Decker,” she said and turned towards the forest.

“Goodbye, Morgan. Be careful.”

Morgan wiped away the last of her tears. She had to protect Beck and the Light, no matter how much she hurt. With a deep breath, she made her way up the side of the lake and stepped into the forest. Whatever happened to her didn’t matter, as long as Beck was safe.

Table of Contents