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weakly. “I need you to calm down.”
Guilt and frustration mixed with his anger and my vision started to fade to black.
“Please,” I said.
Reluctantly he let go of me. The relief was instant, and I sucked in air as if I’d been trapped under water. The witch came back into focus. She stood there in front of me with her hand held out. I eyed it but made no move to bridge the distance. “Answer him,” I said, putting force behind the words. A sputter of magic sparked through me and spread, fortifying my energy just enough that I didn’t feel like I was going to collapse.
“Impressive,” she said.
I scowled. “What? Giving me a magical smackdown?”
She laughed. “Oh no, honey. If that were to happen, you wouldn’t be conscious right now.”
I glared at her, acutely aware if we got into it, she’d kick my ass. Obnoxious witch. “What. Did. You. Do?”
“What you should have done.” She stalked forward until we were inches apart and with lightning speed, her hand darted forward, catching my neck in a death grip. Then she unleashed her power.
Chapter 6
“Jade!” I heard Kane call and knew he must’ve leaped forward, but the witch held up a hand, creating a barrier of magic he couldn’t penetrate.
My entire body seized. I couldn’t do anything except scream silently in fear and anger. Vibrant colors flared around me and then everything faded, and all I saw was white.
Sweet, cool relief rushed into my veins, filling me with my magic, the magic the witch had stolen from me. But still I couldn’t move. Whatever she was doing, she had me trapped in my own body. Flashes of being possessed by the ghost Camille took over my mind, leaving me almost broken with despair. Not this again. I couldn’t deal with having my will completely taken away. Not like this. With my own magic being used against me.
When the rush stopped, she leaned in, made eye contact, and said, “Don’t ever leave your magic behind. Any one of us can use it to control you.” Her hand relaxed and my body tingled back to life.
I stumbled backward and landed in Kane’s arms. He steadied me, holding me close to his solid frame. Sudden relief swept through me, making my eyes sting with unshed tears. The urge to climb back in the car and head back to Summer House was overwhelming. I didn’t want to do this. Not today. Not anymore.
The witch took off down the street. “Follow me,” she called over her shoulder.
I stared after her, fighting the instinct to flee. I wasn’t that weak. Something had to be done about Matisse. I turned my head and glanced up at Kane. “You okay?”
His stormy eyes searched mine. “No. What she did…”
I reached up and placed a hand on his cheek. And in that moment, I realized my bloodied arm had been healed. Had she done it? Had the magic transfer caused rapid healing? How strange. That had never happened before.
“Jade?” Kane asked.
“I’m fine. She didn’t hurt me.” Not physically, anyway. In reality, she’d done nothing but help me. It didn’t make the pill any easier to swallow.
“But she could have,” he said with a growl.
Another boom reverberated overhead and sunlight shone down between the parting clouds. I glanced up just in time to see the ravens scatter and literally disappear into the atmosphere. Holy cow. What the heck kind of witches were these chicks?
Across the street, both of the witches stood on the porch, staring at us. They were an odd pair. The older one was refined and elegant, the younger one relaxed and dressed as if she belonged in the seventies. The older one in the royal blue silk blouse made eye contact and said, “Come. Both of you.”
I sensed the magic behind her words and felt a small tug. But it wasn’t enough to force me into following her orders. Kane was a different story. His eyes glazed slightly and without speaking, he wrapped his large hand around mine and followed her command.
“Was that necessary?” I glared at the older witch. How
Guilt and frustration mixed with his anger and my vision started to fade to black.
“Please,” I said.
Reluctantly he let go of me. The relief was instant, and I sucked in air as if I’d been trapped under water. The witch came back into focus. She stood there in front of me with her hand held out. I eyed it but made no move to bridge the distance. “Answer him,” I said, putting force behind the words. A sputter of magic sparked through me and spread, fortifying my energy just enough that I didn’t feel like I was going to collapse.
“Impressive,” she said.
I scowled. “What? Giving me a magical smackdown?”
She laughed. “Oh no, honey. If that were to happen, you wouldn’t be conscious right now.”
I glared at her, acutely aware if we got into it, she’d kick my ass. Obnoxious witch. “What. Did. You. Do?”
“What you should have done.” She stalked forward until we were inches apart and with lightning speed, her hand darted forward, catching my neck in a death grip. Then she unleashed her power.
Chapter 6
“Jade!” I heard Kane call and knew he must’ve leaped forward, but the witch held up a hand, creating a barrier of magic he couldn’t penetrate.
My entire body seized. I couldn’t do anything except scream silently in fear and anger. Vibrant colors flared around me and then everything faded, and all I saw was white.
Sweet, cool relief rushed into my veins, filling me with my magic, the magic the witch had stolen from me. But still I couldn’t move. Whatever she was doing, she had me trapped in my own body. Flashes of being possessed by the ghost Camille took over my mind, leaving me almost broken with despair. Not this again. I couldn’t deal with having my will completely taken away. Not like this. With my own magic being used against me.
When the rush stopped, she leaned in, made eye contact, and said, “Don’t ever leave your magic behind. Any one of us can use it to control you.” Her hand relaxed and my body tingled back to life.
I stumbled backward and landed in Kane’s arms. He steadied me, holding me close to his solid frame. Sudden relief swept through me, making my eyes sting with unshed tears. The urge to climb back in the car and head back to Summer House was overwhelming. I didn’t want to do this. Not today. Not anymore.
The witch took off down the street. “Follow me,” she called over her shoulder.
I stared after her, fighting the instinct to flee. I wasn’t that weak. Something had to be done about Matisse. I turned my head and glanced up at Kane. “You okay?”
His stormy eyes searched mine. “No. What she did…”
I reached up and placed a hand on his cheek. And in that moment, I realized my bloodied arm had been healed. Had she done it? Had the magic transfer caused rapid healing? How strange. That had never happened before.
“Jade?” Kane asked.
“I’m fine. She didn’t hurt me.” Not physically, anyway. In reality, she’d done nothing but help me. It didn’t make the pill any easier to swallow.
“But she could have,” he said with a growl.
Another boom reverberated overhead and sunlight shone down between the parting clouds. I glanced up just in time to see the ravens scatter and literally disappear into the atmosphere. Holy cow. What the heck kind of witches were these chicks?
Across the street, both of the witches stood on the porch, staring at us. They were an odd pair. The older one was refined and elegant, the younger one relaxed and dressed as if she belonged in the seventies. The older one in the royal blue silk blouse made eye contact and said, “Come. Both of you.”
I sensed the magic behind her words and felt a small tug. But it wasn’t enough to force me into following her orders. Kane was a different story. His eyes glazed slightly and without speaking, he wrapped his large hand around mine and followed her command.
“Was that necessary?” I glared at the older witch. How
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