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fang—combat. A witch like Zach, on the other hand, could go until he ran out of energy, but a normal witch’s spells lacked the oomph a well-prepared wizard’s had. According to Gen, a warlock was only bound in power by their source, be that a demon, a god, an elemental or, rarest of all, another magic user. The trust necessary for that bond to occur had to be incredible. Daniel couldn’t see himself giving that to anyone, not even one of his brothers.
As they pulled around to the front of the home, Zach cursed. “What the fuck?”
Daniel looked up to find that Arthur was apparently having a party. Numerous cars littered the driveway, the sounds of music and laughter almost drowning out the sound of the ocean. “Shit. So much for a quick take-down.”
Zach parked for a quick getaway, right at the edge of the driveway. He got out of the car, his hands loose at his sides, his blue eyes blazing. “Let’s hope he doesn’t have any mundanes with him.”
“And if he’s got magics? What then?” Daniel took out one of his runes, palming it before jamming his hands into his jeans pockets.
“Then we find out whose side they’re on.” Zach put on a pair of sunglasses.
Gen stepped out of the car, her pristine suit out of place among the bikini-clad partiers. She looked like an accountant, come to check with her client at an inopportune moment. “They look so young.”
“But not too young to choose a side.” Daniel was watching the partiers, trying to see what Gen had. “Either way we confront Arthur while he’s not expecting us.” He turned to Zach, who was already glowing faintly, his light barely visible in the sunlight unless you knew what you were looking for. “All right, glow bug. Let’s get this done.”
Zach nodded once before leading the way past the cars and toward the back of the elaborate beach house, complete with cedar shake siding, a white picket fence and a boat dock.
“This place must have cost the Godwins a bundle.” Zach was glancing around, his shoulders stiffening with each partygoer they passed. He nodded and smiled, but the guests merely stared, whispering amongst themselves.
“It did. This is one of Aunt Vivian’s favorite spots to vacation.” Gen smiled sweetly. “She’s going to shit purple kittens when she finds out that Arthur was here.”
Daniel tried to pretend like he didn’t have a giant bull’s-eye on his back, but all the staring and whispering was beginning to make him a little tense. “I thought Vivian disowned all of you.”
Gen’s smile cooled. “She did.”
Zach was grinning so wide Daniel could practically see his back molars. “There we go. One blond asshole at three o’clock.”
Daniel strode next to his brother, watching Arthur Godwin play king to his loyal minions. Gen brought up the rear. The warlock acted as if he hadn’t a care in the world. He held court with a drink in one hand, waving his free hand as he told a story Daniel couldn’t even hear over the music. “Just another boring day in the wizard court.”
Zach picked up a bowl of chips and began munching. “Mm. Homemade.”
Daniel shot his brother a disbelieving look. “You do realize the groupies are bunching up behind us, right?”
“And?” Zach shrugged.
“I’m just pointing it out, bro.” Daniel stood just behind Zach as the Own walked up to Arthur.
Gen stood next to Zach, her skin beginning to glow a faint green. “Hello, Arthur.”
Zach lifted his hand, the glow visible even under the late afternoon sun. “Arthur Godwin, as Hecate’s Own I find you guilty of the kidnapping and torture of Johra Yashodar and Kerry Andrews. Anything to say before I toast you?”
Arthur’s brows rose, his expression arrogant as he lay his glass down on the bar he’d been standing next to. “Kill them.”
All hell broke loose as the groupies encircled Daniel, Gen and Zach, chanting in unison in a guttural language.
“Fuck. Warlocks, all of them.” Zach put his back to
As they pulled around to the front of the home, Zach cursed. “What the fuck?”
Daniel looked up to find that Arthur was apparently having a party. Numerous cars littered the driveway, the sounds of music and laughter almost drowning out the sound of the ocean. “Shit. So much for a quick take-down.”
Zach parked for a quick getaway, right at the edge of the driveway. He got out of the car, his hands loose at his sides, his blue eyes blazing. “Let’s hope he doesn’t have any mundanes with him.”
“And if he’s got magics? What then?” Daniel took out one of his runes, palming it before jamming his hands into his jeans pockets.
“Then we find out whose side they’re on.” Zach put on a pair of sunglasses.
Gen stepped out of the car, her pristine suit out of place among the bikini-clad partiers. She looked like an accountant, come to check with her client at an inopportune moment. “They look so young.”
“But not too young to choose a side.” Daniel was watching the partiers, trying to see what Gen had. “Either way we confront Arthur while he’s not expecting us.” He turned to Zach, who was already glowing faintly, his light barely visible in the sunlight unless you knew what you were looking for. “All right, glow bug. Let’s get this done.”
Zach nodded once before leading the way past the cars and toward the back of the elaborate beach house, complete with cedar shake siding, a white picket fence and a boat dock.
“This place must have cost the Godwins a bundle.” Zach was glancing around, his shoulders stiffening with each partygoer they passed. He nodded and smiled, but the guests merely stared, whispering amongst themselves.
“It did. This is one of Aunt Vivian’s favorite spots to vacation.” Gen smiled sweetly. “She’s going to shit purple kittens when she finds out that Arthur was here.”
Daniel tried to pretend like he didn’t have a giant bull’s-eye on his back, but all the staring and whispering was beginning to make him a little tense. “I thought Vivian disowned all of you.”
Gen’s smile cooled. “She did.”
Zach was grinning so wide Daniel could practically see his back molars. “There we go. One blond asshole at three o’clock.”
Daniel strode next to his brother, watching Arthur Godwin play king to his loyal minions. Gen brought up the rear. The warlock acted as if he hadn’t a care in the world. He held court with a drink in one hand, waving his free hand as he told a story Daniel couldn’t even hear over the music. “Just another boring day in the wizard court.”
Zach picked up a bowl of chips and began munching. “Mm. Homemade.”
Daniel shot his brother a disbelieving look. “You do realize the groupies are bunching up behind us, right?”
“And?” Zach shrugged.
“I’m just pointing it out, bro.” Daniel stood just behind Zach as the Own walked up to Arthur.
Gen stood next to Zach, her skin beginning to glow a faint green. “Hello, Arthur.”
Zach lifted his hand, the glow visible even under the late afternoon sun. “Arthur Godwin, as Hecate’s Own I find you guilty of the kidnapping and torture of Johra Yashodar and Kerry Andrews. Anything to say before I toast you?”
Arthur’s brows rose, his expression arrogant as he lay his glass down on the bar he’d been standing next to. “Kill them.”
All hell broke loose as the groupies encircled Daniel, Gen and Zach, chanting in unison in a guttural language.
“Fuck. Warlocks, all of them.” Zach put his back to
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