anyone.”
“I have no idea.”
“At least we know where to start looking,” Jessica said as Selene came back into the room with a bag slung across her body and a novel in her hand.
“Looking for what?”
“Nothing,” Jessica and Katrina said in unison.
Selene raised an eyebrow at me, but I shook my head. “We were discussing containment. You can’t be in on those conversations.”
She nodded and held up Frost’s book with a smile. “We have a lead.”
THIS WAS A SIMPLE enough spell to do on my own. I kneeled on the floor and sat back against my feet, taking a few deep cleansing breaths to wash away some of the stress. Finding Frost could solve so many of our problems.
As effortlessly as breathing, the magic gathered beneath my skin. I didn’t have to use the words or even a casting circle anymore. The human magic and the elf magic were blending in such a way that my power seemed almost exponential in its growth. I was also having an easier time controlling my meltdowns—times when anger took over and destruction ensued. It was as if everything had finally clicked once I got rid of the curse. My body was in harmony with the world and the magic thrived.
The romance novel hovered off the floor and rose toward the ceiling as I trapped Frost’s lingering essence on it. Extracting it away from the book, I brought it down until the psychic imprint hovered in front of my face, about the size of a swirling marble. Usually the essence would go into a crystal that would then be used for scrying, but that would take forever. I wanted to try something new. All that transporting required was a location. If the energy in front of me could be used to scry that information then surely it could be used to transport there. If she was in another realm it wouldn’t work. If she was back, ideally I’d end up next to her. I let out a slow, even breath, reached out, and grabbed the energy while trying to transport at the same time. Instantly I felt the tug at my core, and I was gone.
I opened my eyes and scanned the room. The lights were off and it was dark outside, but I could still see. My hand reached down to touch the cloth purse I wore across my body to make sure the spell book was still there. It hummed beneath my hand. The urge to open it and have a peek had been there since Gram’s house, and now it was even stronger. I pulled my fingers away.
A beat-up chair, an old television, and a couch with mismatched flowered and plaid cushions were pretty much the only items filling the room. Just as I was about to turn, my eyes caught something else. In the darkest corner of the room a man stood as still as death and nearly obscured by the shadows. Definitely not Frost.
“You shouldn’t have come here, pet.”
I relaxed, the tension easing from my shoulders. “You nearly gave me a heart attack.”
A glint of light flashed in the darkness when he smiled. “I know.”
Stupid bond. I had a lot to discuss with Corbin, but at the moment I was on a mission. “Where’s Frost?”
“That seems to be the question of the hour, doesn’t it?” His soft, alluring voice sent goosebumps down my spine.
“Come out from that damn corner. You’re being creepy.”
He stepped into the dim light offered by the window. He looked fine, exactly the same as he had looked yesterday: black eyes, bleach-blond hair, and sharp cheekbones. Only tonight there was something else in his eyes. Something I had only seen in purgatory: hunger. His tongue slowly traced the inside of his lips as his eyes drank me in.
“You look lovely, pet.”
My heart beat faster and magic collected under my skin as my survival instincts flared. Something was definitely off about Corbin. I took a step toward him, determined not to be frightened. “Why are you here?” Better yet, why did my spell bring me here if Frost wasn’t here?
“Best to keep your distance or you might prove too tempting to resist. We would both regret that.”
“Still feeling the
“I have no idea.”
“At least we know where to start looking,” Jessica said as Selene came back into the room with a bag slung across her body and a novel in her hand.
“Looking for what?”
“Nothing,” Jessica and Katrina said in unison.
Selene raised an eyebrow at me, but I shook my head. “We were discussing containment. You can’t be in on those conversations.”
She nodded and held up Frost’s book with a smile. “We have a lead.”
THIS WAS A SIMPLE enough spell to do on my own. I kneeled on the floor and sat back against my feet, taking a few deep cleansing breaths to wash away some of the stress. Finding Frost could solve so many of our problems.
As effortlessly as breathing, the magic gathered beneath my skin. I didn’t have to use the words or even a casting circle anymore. The human magic and the elf magic were blending in such a way that my power seemed almost exponential in its growth. I was also having an easier time controlling my meltdowns—times when anger took over and destruction ensued. It was as if everything had finally clicked once I got rid of the curse. My body was in harmony with the world and the magic thrived.
The romance novel hovered off the floor and rose toward the ceiling as I trapped Frost’s lingering essence on it. Extracting it away from the book, I brought it down until the psychic imprint hovered in front of my face, about the size of a swirling marble. Usually the essence would go into a crystal that would then be used for scrying, but that would take forever. I wanted to try something new. All that transporting required was a location. If the energy in front of me could be used to scry that information then surely it could be used to transport there. If she was in another realm it wouldn’t work. If she was back, ideally I’d end up next to her. I let out a slow, even breath, reached out, and grabbed the energy while trying to transport at the same time. Instantly I felt the tug at my core, and I was gone.
I opened my eyes and scanned the room. The lights were off and it was dark outside, but I could still see. My hand reached down to touch the cloth purse I wore across my body to make sure the spell book was still there. It hummed beneath my hand. The urge to open it and have a peek had been there since Gram’s house, and now it was even stronger. I pulled my fingers away.
A beat-up chair, an old television, and a couch with mismatched flowered and plaid cushions were pretty much the only items filling the room. Just as I was about to turn, my eyes caught something else. In the darkest corner of the room a man stood as still as death and nearly obscured by the shadows. Definitely not Frost.
“You shouldn’t have come here, pet.”
I relaxed, the tension easing from my shoulders. “You nearly gave me a heart attack.”
A glint of light flashed in the darkness when he smiled. “I know.”
Stupid bond. I had a lot to discuss with Corbin, but at the moment I was on a mission. “Where’s Frost?”
“That seems to be the question of the hour, doesn’t it?” His soft, alluring voice sent goosebumps down my spine.
“Come out from that damn corner. You’re being creepy.”
He stepped into the dim light offered by the window. He looked fine, exactly the same as he had looked yesterday: black eyes, bleach-blond hair, and sharp cheekbones. Only tonight there was something else in his eyes. Something I had only seen in purgatory: hunger. His tongue slowly traced the inside of his lips as his eyes drank me in.
“You look lovely, pet.”
My heart beat faster and magic collected under my skin as my survival instincts flared. Something was definitely off about Corbin. I took a step toward him, determined not to be frightened. “Why are you here?” Better yet, why did my spell bring me here if Frost wasn’t here?
“Best to keep your distance or you might prove too tempting to resist. We would both regret that.”
“Still feeling the
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