The pulse hit again.

Sharp. Heavy. Like someone knocking right behind my ribs.

Alfred grabbed my arms tighter. “Stay with me. Don’t follow it.”

“I’m not trying to,” I said through a shaky breath. “It’s pulling.”

He cursed under his breath and turned to his warriors. “Move! Form a barrier! No one gets close!”

They shifted in seconds, creating a solid wall around us. But the pull kept getting stronger, like invisible hands hooking into my spine, ...