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Authors: Hazel Hunter
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tried to right her, she jerked away.
“No! No, don’t!”
Hailey turned and fled, leaving Kieran to gaze after her.
His first instinct was to go after her, but rationally, he knew that all that would happen would be the same thing all over again. Instead, he restrained himself, shaking his head. He looked up to see that there were people in the main hall staring at him, and even worse, he could see Donato at the back. Though he wanted nothing better than to go to Hailey and to make sure that she was all right, he grit his teeth and walked up to the coven master instead.
“So you’ve awakened the dragon,” Donato said. Kieran could have struck him.
“I am performing my function as a major in the Magus Corps, coven master,” Kieran said stiffly. “I would thank you to remember that.”
“I don’t question your resolve or your function. I only want to know what you have done to a member of my coven.”
Kieran’s temper boiled at the man’s tone.
“Member of your coven? What it looks like to me is that Hailey is kept wrapped in cotton. You know what her powers are, how amazing she could be, and you keep her locked away from her ability to use it. In times past, that would border on torture.”
Donato’s eyes sharpened, and he stood up straight. He was nowhere near as tall as Kieran, but he had a commanding presence that reminded the major that Donato had ruled the coven for generations.
“Are you truly so naive? Do you think that you can bring a woman with that set of powers here and allow her to merely use them as she saw fit? I would have had a justifiable panic on my hands. If she had looked like she was stepping the least bit out of line. Well. People are afraid of her, Major. There are stories about her kind.”
“Oh yes, those tales of warlocks and witches drained dry? Learn a new story. That’s just a myth. Look at me, for the love of all that’s holy.”
Donato eyed Kieran up and down as the major gestured.
“In a single day, she has used me to throw fire into the sky, to make it rain, to fly and to teleport. Before that, when I menaced a woman––one of your precious coven members––she struck me back. Do I look drawn? Do I look like I’m on the verge of losing what I am?”
Donato snorted inelegantly.
“Why should you? You’re bonded to her.”
Kieran halted, struck to the core. Donato raked Kieran over with disdainful eyes.
“To be perfectly honest, perhaps you could have been a little more subtle than to claim each other in the choir loft, but that is something that I’m willing to overlook. What surprises me, Major, is how you could avoid recognizing what happened.”
Kieran finally found words.
“We’re not bonded. I haven’t initiated her. We used protection.”
Donato’s glance was almost pitying.
“Some bonds don’t need initiation, but I can see it with my own eyes. You’re bonded. You will enhance each other’s powers whether you know it or not. Just don’t expect anyone else to offer themselves up, Major.” Donato shook his head. “Work it out for yourself, and leave the rest of my coven out of it. Things are difficult enough with Beatrice going missing.”
The name seemed to ring a bell, but he nodded icily at Donato, and the two men parted ways.
Now that he had time away to think, he could reflect on Donato’s words, and slowly, he recognized them for nothing but the honest truth. Witches and warlocks that had a special bond could do far more together than they could do apart.
What Hailey had done was impressive, and when he thought about it, it should have been impossible. The amount of power it took to send two Wiccans flying through the air was one thing, but to teleport them back over any sort of distance at all was phenomenal. That was something that would likely leave most witches or warlocks tired––if they were doing it under their own power.
When Kieran assessed himself, he realized that he felt less tired than excited. He and
“No! No, don’t!”
Hailey turned and fled, leaving Kieran to gaze after her.
His first instinct was to go after her, but rationally, he knew that all that would happen would be the same thing all over again. Instead, he restrained himself, shaking his head. He looked up to see that there were people in the main hall staring at him, and even worse, he could see Donato at the back. Though he wanted nothing better than to go to Hailey and to make sure that she was all right, he grit his teeth and walked up to the coven master instead.
“So you’ve awakened the dragon,” Donato said. Kieran could have struck him.
“I am performing my function as a major in the Magus Corps, coven master,” Kieran said stiffly. “I would thank you to remember that.”
“I don’t question your resolve or your function. I only want to know what you have done to a member of my coven.”
Kieran’s temper boiled at the man’s tone.
“Member of your coven? What it looks like to me is that Hailey is kept wrapped in cotton. You know what her powers are, how amazing she could be, and you keep her locked away from her ability to use it. In times past, that would border on torture.”
Donato’s eyes sharpened, and he stood up straight. He was nowhere near as tall as Kieran, but he had a commanding presence that reminded the major that Donato had ruled the coven for generations.
“Are you truly so naive? Do you think that you can bring a woman with that set of powers here and allow her to merely use them as she saw fit? I would have had a justifiable panic on my hands. If she had looked like she was stepping the least bit out of line. Well. People are afraid of her, Major. There are stories about her kind.”
“Oh yes, those tales of warlocks and witches drained dry? Learn a new story. That’s just a myth. Look at me, for the love of all that’s holy.”
Donato eyed Kieran up and down as the major gestured.
“In a single day, she has used me to throw fire into the sky, to make it rain, to fly and to teleport. Before that, when I menaced a woman––one of your precious coven members––she struck me back. Do I look drawn? Do I look like I’m on the verge of losing what I am?”
Donato snorted inelegantly.
“Why should you? You’re bonded to her.”
Kieran halted, struck to the core. Donato raked Kieran over with disdainful eyes.
“To be perfectly honest, perhaps you could have been a little more subtle than to claim each other in the choir loft, but that is something that I’m willing to overlook. What surprises me, Major, is how you could avoid recognizing what happened.”
Kieran finally found words.
“We’re not bonded. I haven’t initiated her. We used protection.”
Donato’s glance was almost pitying.
“Some bonds don’t need initiation, but I can see it with my own eyes. You’re bonded. You will enhance each other’s powers whether you know it or not. Just don’t expect anyone else to offer themselves up, Major.” Donato shook his head. “Work it out for yourself, and leave the rest of my coven out of it. Things are difficult enough with Beatrice going missing.”
The name seemed to ring a bell, but he nodded icily at Donato, and the two men parted ways.
Now that he had time away to think, he could reflect on Donato’s words, and slowly, he recognized them for nothing but the honest truth. Witches and warlocks that had a special bond could do far more together than they could do apart.
What Hailey had done was impressive, and when he thought about it, it should have been impossible. The amount of power it took to send two Wiccans flying through the air was one thing, but to teleport them back over any sort of distance at all was phenomenal. That was something that would likely leave most witches or warlocks tired––if they were doing it under their own power.
When Kieran assessed himself, he realized that he felt less tired than excited. He and
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