certainly do not! You just need to have sex.”
Oh, heaven help her. “Mom! Please, I will do whatever you want, but can we not talk about my sex life?”
“Well, why not, sweetie? I mean, it sounds like you need all the help you can get. Either the man has to be pushed out of your system or you have to go for someone new, but you need to get some action soon.”
Shar went back to the original topic. “I’ve done everything you’ve suggested. I’m not sure what else to do short of stripping on a mountain to chant to the nature goddess. It’s too damn cold for that shit. My magic is gone. It’s been waning, and now I can’t even get the most basic spells to work. I can’t even get a chair to lift.”
“Don’t you see? You need to clear your mind for the magic to flow. Sweetie, you really do need to get some sweaty horizontal action. You never had this problem when you were with him . Your magic was at its peak back then. We need to fix this. Now.” Her mother’s firm tone worried her.
“Short of a miracle, I’m not sure how that’s going to happen. I’ve not been interested in anyone else since. He left me for no good reason and took my sex drive with him. What was I supposed to do? Go after him? Beg? I don’t think so.” Remembering hurt. In denial, she had blocked that time of her life. “Mom, I have to go. Just face it. I have. I’ve lost the touch.”
“This is unacceptable. There is no way in hell I will just face it. Sharmila Alene, you were born under the blessings of nature, given the gift of magic like your mother, and are protected under the stars. You are blessed, like all the women in our family. You do not just give up.”
“OK, I’ll try the mountain thing next. Just give me until it’s a little warmer. I don’t want to freeze my ass off.” A painful throb hammered the back of her skull. In a moment, she was going to have to shut off the lights and meditate to rid herself of the pain.
The silence from her mother’s side unnerved her. The magic that flowed through her veins should’ve grown by now, not diminished. She was losing an integral part of herself and didn’t know why. None of the things she’d tried had worked. It was almost as though her magic was slowly leaking away—as if it were depleting.
“We’ll fix this, Shar. Don’t worry. I’ll talk to you later, darling.”
Shar hung up the phone. What the heck was her mother planning to do? She would never let the problem go until Shar’s magic was fully restored. Too exhausted to think about it, she shut her eyes to relieve the pain in her head.
Chapter Two
Anahid opened her front door using the power of her mind. She smiled when she saw the man at her doorway.
“Luthian. Come in, please.”
The broad-shouldered warlock entered and lifted her hand to his lips. A shiver of awareness ran up her spine at the slight touch. Whenever Luthian came around her, she turned into a blushing teenager. It disgusted her to no end. At forty-five years old, she didn’t want or need that kind of reaction to the younger man.
A glint entered his eyes when he smiled. “You called on me.”
Of all the people she could’ve asked for help, she chose him. “I need information on someone. A demon.” Her long white dress wrapped around her legs with every step. She walked back to her table and to her large looking glass. She said a few words, and the image of Zahir filled her glass. “What can you tell me about him?”
Luthian took a step closer. She lifted a brow at his movement, knowing he saw clearly from where he had been standing.
“Zahir Darkrath. Very powerful. Above all others we’ve come to know, he’s extremely dangerous. How do you know him?”
She stepped away and headed toward a sofa. “He’s my son-in-law.”
“What?”
She smiled at his surprise. Not many knew she had a daughter, much less one old enough to be married. When she and Sharmila went out, many thought they were sisters. It
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