Chapter Thirty-Two
Lonan
My body spasmed when Balor wrenched the bolt free from my wing.
“What has he done?” The Carlin’s snarling voice was faint as I faded in and out of consciousness, my heart thrumming too hard.
“He found her. He found Ogma to escape your order. He actuallywantsthe seelie pig,” Balor spat. “It wasn’t a game. He tries to be with him even now. It is disgusting, mother—”
His voice faded, and there was nothing for a while.
“—was that? I felt something.” The Carlin sounded tense. “Seelie land… What is she doing…”
Nothing again. I tried to think. Tried to keep my thoughts coherent and not disjointed, but it was hard. Getting harder the longer I stayed trapped as a blackbird.
She does this to me when I’m bad. When I’m not shifting fast enough.
No—that was before. When I was a boy. I’m not a boy now.
I have my name, don’t I? And hers. I have hers.
I tried to say it, getting confused when only a weak trill escaped my mouth.
Bird. I was a bird. Blackbird.
Where was Ash? Was he safe? Where was he was he safe where was he was he safeI need to make sure he’s safe
“Something’s here.” The Carlin’s voice, cold with anger. “Something’s on my land.”