would be hard enough to actually admit Gregori had outsmarted him. Eleisha would be furious with her brother and he had no energy to deal with his formidable Dragoness right now. âThatâs true. But youâre defying my word as the leader of Marylebone.â
âI canât go back!â Gregoriâs words were heated. âYouâve no idea what it was like in that cold hard stone. I may as well have been dead. Iâm determined to prove my innocence and I wonât allow you to stop me.â
âAlanna is magic bound, plus sheâs mortal. The bells havenât tolled for her. Go back in the stone. Wait until her magic is unbound. Once she has her power back, we will decide whether she is worthy of inviting to Marylebone. Then you will have all the time in the world to investigate the cause of her parentsâ death. Believe me, weâve tried already, but have come up empty-handed every time. Even Zelda has found nothing.â
Stepping into the sole pair of jeans Anton appeared to own, Gregori snagged the only black T-shirt, that wasnât singed by Mistletoe, from a hanger and put it on. It was tight, fitting him a little too closely, but it was the best he could do. He would not waste precious magic on conjuring clothes, just as he would not risk flaming out unnecessarily, even if he silently acknowledged Antonâs wisdom.
âIâll make a pact with you.â
Anton grunted. âI donât do pacts with Dragon warlocks in danger of flaming out. Even if you are my brother-in-law.â
âIâm more powerful than you. Give me credit where itâs due.â
âSo powerful you have to steal magic from others. You know when youâre finally caught; you will have to pay for this infringement. You could have killed us both!â
âIâll come to you if Iâm unsuccessful in my hunt forty-eight hours before my deadline. You can do whatever you like with me then.â
âYouâre playing with fire. If I have to report you to the Supreme Council of Magical Beings as missing, youâll have more than dragons to worry about.â
âIâve never broken a Warlocksâ Oath.â
âYou just did by stealing my magic. Plus, I canât fight the combined power of the Council.â
âAnton, listen. I can find the Greenwoodsâ killer. Iâm sure of it. I was there within minutes of it happening, and Iâm positive it wasnât an accident. I need to get to know Alanna in order to plumb her memory of that day. Iâll be building a relationship with her as Iâm hunting.â
He quirked his head to the doorway and went still, as if hearing something. âDamn it!â He twisted back to Anton. âIâd hoped for more time to convince you. Iâll not break my promise. I will return within forty-eight hours of my deadline.â
And he disappeared, quietly, without an extravagant burst of power, ensuring his trail of magic would be difficult to pursue, even along all the ley lines surrounding the earth.
Chapter Ten
Rosa arrived in the Gallery in a small gentle burst of crimson light within minutes of Clarissaâs departure. Without saying anything she took Goran to Lavender Cottage to rest before returning and pinning Alanna with a stern glare. âI canât believe you kept this a secret for so long!â
Here we go. Bossy-boots had arrived.
âIâve heard that already from Beth. Try something new.â
âHow about you start at the beginning and tell us everything?â
âThat would require a couple of hours and the Gallery is due to open any second. Plus, we need a replacement dragon in the courtyard.â
âCall Zelda. Sheâll look after the Gallery. Aden will craft a new dragon. Or you could if you put your mind to it.â
When would she stop harping at her?
âZelda? Sheâll scare the customers away. Besides, I donât want her to know
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