Chapter 145

Chapter One Hundred Forty-Five

When Connor finally reached the sled, it seemed to hang lower in the air than it had before. He also thought the golden glow around it was dimmer.

Elise barely managed a nod from the back seat.

He set Selen down on the front seat and squeezed in beside her, wrapping an arm around her waist to give her support. Even without the amulet, he still could sense the way she’d shrunk, as if the alien power’s possession had been consuming her as much as empowering her.

Maybe that was the nature of such things—to consume while using their host.

“Take us back to the surface entry.”

For a moment, the sled merely hovered, then just as Connor decided it must have been a casualty of the system corruption, the air cooled and took on a fresher scent, and the welcome sound of the soft hum filled the narrow avenue.

The acceleration pushed Connor back, but he didn’t let go of Selen. Even if she died, he wouldn’t let go of her.