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death. Maybe then she’d find the peace she craved. Maybe then, she could lay this obsession of hers down and leave it behind.
“ Help Devlin light and place these candles around the pentagram so they form a circle. Make sure that you place these ones at each point.”
Devlin handed me a few and we began our task in silence, the only noise in the room was the sound of Amber’s muffled complaints. As I set each waxed pillar in its position, wisps of clarity began dissolving my fear. I’d never failed in finding a way out of our problems. Even as things exploded around us, the ones I loved facing danger and threats, we’d managed to come out the victors.
I refused to believe this would be any different. It might be a close call, a lot closer than I’d ever choose to risk, but it didn’t stop me from hoping that by tonight, Darcy would be in my arms and this horror would be over. We’d pause long enough to pack our bags and then I’d take her far away from all of this—the reminders of what she’d endured and how close we’d come to losing each other, for our long over-due honeymoon. I was ready for some alone time with my mate.
A few months should be enough.
“ Done,” I announced, the last of the lit candles forming the circle.
“ Good. I need to perform the incantation, so both of you must remain silent and help me by focusing your intentions on the magic I conjure.”
We all moved, arranging our positions so we created a large triangle outside the encircled pentagram. Vivien had shared earlier that while Devlin and I weren’t witches, by standing in the three-sided shape, we created a triumvirate of power. Vivien was able to tap lightly into both the vampire and werewolf psyche and glean whatever she needed.
It showed the level of trust I had in our friend, because it wasn’t a request I granted lightly—or ever.
Around the cord in her mouth, Amber began laughing, the noise distorted and sinister sounding. There was mirth in her eyes as if we amused her somehow. Clenching my jaw, I tried my best to tune out her irritating jests, closing my eyes to center myself. What came next would require me to remember that while the body shackled was that of my mate’s, it wasn’t her spirit that mocked us.
“ Ready?” Vivien asked, glancing between Devlin and me. We both nodded. Taking the athame she’d been holding, Vivien quickly slashed across her palm, blood instantly pooling before dripping over the side and down her arms. The flash of pain I knew she’d had to feel didn’t make her hesitate.
Tightening her fist and holding her blood-drenched hand over Amber, Vivien began her impassioned chanting in Celtic. The air thickened and crackled as each word layered heavy waves of power over the pentagram.
Sweat trickled down the side of my face. But not once did I shift my attention from my wife’s body.
Bring her back to me.
It’s not her time.
I need her here with me.
Bring her home.
The mantra of positive intentions did more than ground me to the spell. It also secured me in the moment where no flights of uncertainty could wear away at my resolve. This would work.
No doubts.
Absolute conviction.
The energy that swirled about the room grew heavier, pressing against me to the point where each breath became laborious. Finally, allowing myself to look away, I saw Devlin was also struggling against the onslaught of power filling the air. Only Vivien remained unaffected, her life source still dripping to the ground, forming a puddle by Darcy’s body.
There was no sound coming from her mouth now, her lips moving rapidly, over and over again. If I didn’t know the witch had a heart of gold and was a dear friend, I’d have made a mental note to never cross paths with her. Tendons in her neck tensed as magic radiated from her, creating a glowing aura that mixed with the flickering candlelight. As eerie as the illumination was, with the different shadows dancing across the walls, I knew I was
“ Help Devlin light and place these candles around the pentagram so they form a circle. Make sure that you place these ones at each point.”
Devlin handed me a few and we began our task in silence, the only noise in the room was the sound of Amber’s muffled complaints. As I set each waxed pillar in its position, wisps of clarity began dissolving my fear. I’d never failed in finding a way out of our problems. Even as things exploded around us, the ones I loved facing danger and threats, we’d managed to come out the victors.
I refused to believe this would be any different. It might be a close call, a lot closer than I’d ever choose to risk, but it didn’t stop me from hoping that by tonight, Darcy would be in my arms and this horror would be over. We’d pause long enough to pack our bags and then I’d take her far away from all of this—the reminders of what she’d endured and how close we’d come to losing each other, for our long over-due honeymoon. I was ready for some alone time with my mate.
A few months should be enough.
“ Done,” I announced, the last of the lit candles forming the circle.
“ Good. I need to perform the incantation, so both of you must remain silent and help me by focusing your intentions on the magic I conjure.”
We all moved, arranging our positions so we created a large triangle outside the encircled pentagram. Vivien had shared earlier that while Devlin and I weren’t witches, by standing in the three-sided shape, we created a triumvirate of power. Vivien was able to tap lightly into both the vampire and werewolf psyche and glean whatever she needed.
It showed the level of trust I had in our friend, because it wasn’t a request I granted lightly—or ever.
Around the cord in her mouth, Amber began laughing, the noise distorted and sinister sounding. There was mirth in her eyes as if we amused her somehow. Clenching my jaw, I tried my best to tune out her irritating jests, closing my eyes to center myself. What came next would require me to remember that while the body shackled was that of my mate’s, it wasn’t her spirit that mocked us.
“ Ready?” Vivien asked, glancing between Devlin and me. We both nodded. Taking the athame she’d been holding, Vivien quickly slashed across her palm, blood instantly pooling before dripping over the side and down her arms. The flash of pain I knew she’d had to feel didn’t make her hesitate.
Tightening her fist and holding her blood-drenched hand over Amber, Vivien began her impassioned chanting in Celtic. The air thickened and crackled as each word layered heavy waves of power over the pentagram.
Sweat trickled down the side of my face. But not once did I shift my attention from my wife’s body.
Bring her back to me.
It’s not her time.
I need her here with me.
Bring her home.
The mantra of positive intentions did more than ground me to the spell. It also secured me in the moment where no flights of uncertainty could wear away at my resolve. This would work.
No doubts.
Absolute conviction.
The energy that swirled about the room grew heavier, pressing against me to the point where each breath became laborious. Finally, allowing myself to look away, I saw Devlin was also struggling against the onslaught of power filling the air. Only Vivien remained unaffected, her life source still dripping to the ground, forming a puddle by Darcy’s body.
There was no sound coming from her mouth now, her lips moving rapidly, over and over again. If I didn’t know the witch had a heart of gold and was a dear friend, I’d have made a mental note to never cross paths with her. Tendons in her neck tensed as magic radiated from her, creating a glowing aura that mixed with the flickering candlelight. As eerie as the illumination was, with the different shadows dancing across the walls, I knew I was
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