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“No. Theresa got upset when her mom came to get the kids. She doesn’t want them to see this.”
Sierra nodded. “Can I see him?”
Theresa stepped over to us. She reached her hand out to Sierra. “You must be Sean’s sister. Thank you so much for coming.”
Sierra took her hand. “I’m sorry we couldn’t meet under better circumstances. Hopefully there’s something I can do.”
Theresa nodded, hope distinctly absent from her eyes. And who could blame her. “I’ll show you to our room.”
Sierra followed Theresa down the hall. Sean turned to me when they were out of earshot. “What took you so long?”
“Let’s sit.”
He eyed me warily, but followed me over to the couch. I explained how I found Sierra and what happened after she woke up. Everything including when she climbed in my lap and kissed me. Sean knew me well enough to know when I wasn’t telling him everything. Why waste the time arguing. He pulled out his phone.
“It never came through.” He looked up at me. “We’ll deal with the kiss later. Right now, I’m more interested in the book. Did you bring it with you?”
I nodded. Handing it to him, I showed him the last page. His eyes narrowed.
“Shit,” he whispered.
“What is it?” My heart rate sped up.
“She released her powers.”
Chapter 9
Sierra
I followed Theresa to a bedroom in complete disarray. Things were thrown about. In the center of the bed lay an attractive man curled around a pillow. The sheets and blankets were shredded. The bucket on the floor was half full, the smell foul. The worst part was the phantom smoky substance swirling around the guy’s heart—through his skin.
Magic, dark, vile magic, that struck a chord of recognition. Too late to deny reality, I walked toward the bed, unsure what to do.
One look and I was convinced it wasn’t a disease, or illness. A curse that made my hair stand on end. My whole world was shifting. The impossible was indeed possible.
I wanted to run, never look back. But I couldn’t abandon Sean—or Dylan.
Dylan, who came for me after reading the spell that unlocked all the magic I could feel but didn’t know how to use. Relief had chased away the fear in his eyes as my gaze found his. The draw had been too strong to resist. I’d needed him so badly, all my reasons to avoid him had incinerated as soon as we made eye contact.
His taste, his kiss, I couldn’t get enough. I’d wanted him to push me to the floor, rip off my pants and drive into me until we were one.
Dylan had been on his way to claiming me when his hand curled around my breast, his thumb grazing my nipple through my bra, sending my desire into a raging inferno.
Then I’d realized I was awake, not dreaming, and about to seal a bond I didn’t even understand with a man I barely knew. I’d freaked out and blamed him.
Like he’d said, he grew up knowing all this shit. I’d barely accepted any of it.
A tear slipped down my face. He expected me to fix this curse somehow and I had no clue what to do as I stared down at a man I didn’t know, his wife hovering beside me. This whole situation was screwed to hell.
Christian rolled off the bed, kneeling over the bucket as his stomach lurched, heaving bile and blood. The black nimbus swirled, growing bigger.
“I need to talk to my brother,” I whispered and barely avoided running from the room.
Strong arms wrapped around me in the living room, and Dylan’s scent filled my senses as tears fell down my face.
“Shh, it’s okay, baby. We’ll figure it out,” he soothed.
“I don’t know if I can. I have no clue what to do.”
“Do you believe us now?”
I nodded against his chest, letting him comfort me.
“Shit,” Sean muttered. “I should have talked to you before letting you go back there.”
“I need more information.” Peeking over Dylan’s shoulder, I met Sean’s gaze. “Not here. I need to talk to you. Think you can take me for a ride, and Dylan can watch over
“No. Theresa got upset when her mom came to get the kids. She doesn’t want them to see this.”
Sierra nodded. “Can I see him?”
Theresa stepped over to us. She reached her hand out to Sierra. “You must be Sean’s sister. Thank you so much for coming.”
Sierra took her hand. “I’m sorry we couldn’t meet under better circumstances. Hopefully there’s something I can do.”
Theresa nodded, hope distinctly absent from her eyes. And who could blame her. “I’ll show you to our room.”
Sierra followed Theresa down the hall. Sean turned to me when they were out of earshot. “What took you so long?”
“Let’s sit.”
He eyed me warily, but followed me over to the couch. I explained how I found Sierra and what happened after she woke up. Everything including when she climbed in my lap and kissed me. Sean knew me well enough to know when I wasn’t telling him everything. Why waste the time arguing. He pulled out his phone.
“It never came through.” He looked up at me. “We’ll deal with the kiss later. Right now, I’m more interested in the book. Did you bring it with you?”
I nodded. Handing it to him, I showed him the last page. His eyes narrowed.
“Shit,” he whispered.
“What is it?” My heart rate sped up.
“She released her powers.”
Chapter 9
Sierra
I followed Theresa to a bedroom in complete disarray. Things were thrown about. In the center of the bed lay an attractive man curled around a pillow. The sheets and blankets were shredded. The bucket on the floor was half full, the smell foul. The worst part was the phantom smoky substance swirling around the guy’s heart—through his skin.
Magic, dark, vile magic, that struck a chord of recognition. Too late to deny reality, I walked toward the bed, unsure what to do.
One look and I was convinced it wasn’t a disease, or illness. A curse that made my hair stand on end. My whole world was shifting. The impossible was indeed possible.
I wanted to run, never look back. But I couldn’t abandon Sean—or Dylan.
Dylan, who came for me after reading the spell that unlocked all the magic I could feel but didn’t know how to use. Relief had chased away the fear in his eyes as my gaze found his. The draw had been too strong to resist. I’d needed him so badly, all my reasons to avoid him had incinerated as soon as we made eye contact.
His taste, his kiss, I couldn’t get enough. I’d wanted him to push me to the floor, rip off my pants and drive into me until we were one.
Dylan had been on his way to claiming me when his hand curled around my breast, his thumb grazing my nipple through my bra, sending my desire into a raging inferno.
Then I’d realized I was awake, not dreaming, and about to seal a bond I didn’t even understand with a man I barely knew. I’d freaked out and blamed him.
Like he’d said, he grew up knowing all this shit. I’d barely accepted any of it.
A tear slipped down my face. He expected me to fix this curse somehow and I had no clue what to do as I stared down at a man I didn’t know, his wife hovering beside me. This whole situation was screwed to hell.
Christian rolled off the bed, kneeling over the bucket as his stomach lurched, heaving bile and blood. The black nimbus swirled, growing bigger.
“I need to talk to my brother,” I whispered and barely avoided running from the room.
Strong arms wrapped around me in the living room, and Dylan’s scent filled my senses as tears fell down my face.
“Shh, it’s okay, baby. We’ll figure it out,” he soothed.
“I don’t know if I can. I have no clue what to do.”
“Do you believe us now?”
I nodded against his chest, letting him comfort me.
“Shit,” Sean muttered. “I should have talked to you before letting you go back there.”
“I need more information.” Peeking over Dylan’s shoulder, I met Sean’s gaze. “Not here. I need to talk to you. Think you can take me for a ride, and Dylan can watch over
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