Chapter 112 The Trap Closes

CALLUM

I'm frozen mid-punch. Fist extended toward Cormac's face. Six inches away. Couldn't connect. The spell hit first.

I can see. Can hear. Can think. Can't move.

Paralysis. Complete. Magical. Unbreakable.

Around me, everyone's frozen. Valentina mid-shot. Tom mid-spell. Fae warriors mid-swing. Eve...

Login and Continue Reading