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true.”
“Okay, back to Mom. Why would Atos kill her for using the poultice?”
“He didn"t kill her because she used it. It was her refusal to tell him what she knew about the poultice that made him angry.”
“You mean what was in the poultice.”
“Yes. She didn"t tell him what it was made out of.”
“That"s why she died? Because she didn"t share what we mix in that poultice.”
“Yes. Although, I doubt he would"ve spared her life if she did.”
Marisol bit her lower lip. “Do you think Dad did the same thing? Denied Atos what he wanted to know? Must be. Oh god. They sacrificed their lives for, for the recipe because sharing it with anyone would mean…I"m going to have a migraine soon.”
“What"s in that poultice?”
“I can"t tell you. Mom and Dad made me promise not to tell anyone.”
“Good. You shouldn"t. Guard the secret.”
“Then why did you ask.”
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“It"s a test.”
“You"re not making this easy.”
“I know.” Callum combed back his hair. He decided he"d stick to the history and the truth about her mother. It would be easier that way. “Marisol, listen.
There were two Celtic immortal Shape-shifter clans. The Crom and Arcus. Older than the Atlantis. They were powerful immortals led by their respective leaders.
Valdo, leader of clan Crom and Youven led the clan Arcus. They were both sons of gods.”
“Not related to Jesus, I hope.”
Callum swatted a lock of hair that hung from her temple. “You"re funny.”
“I"m not trying to be.”
“Which makes you even funnier.”
“And you"re a horrible story teller. You"re off your track. So Youven and Valdo were sons of gods. What kind of gods?”
“War gods.”
“Okie-dokie.”
Callum laughed aloud this time. Marisol, he learned was so easy to like.
“Okay, back on the storytelling track. The war gods created two powerful swords.
One for Youven, married to a human and the other one for Valdo who had married a goddess. The swords were gifts for the leader"s loyalty and for keeping the 84
harmonious relationship between the humans and immortal shifters. But Valdo turned into a greedy, cruel leader when he discovered the extent of the swords power. With the sword in hand, he did whatever he wanted, the unthinkable.”
“Like what?”
“Kill the humans he considered rejects and Arcus" members who disagreed with him. Also those who refused to bow to him suffered the same fate as the rejects.”
“Rejects?”
“Yes. Drunks, whores, addicts, killers, rapists, outlaws, etc.”
“But spared the good citizens.”
“Yes. Unfortunately, the fine line between the good and the bad citizens was too thin. Suspicions were enough grounds for him to kill the human.”
“Oh my god. Why?”
“Simple. He despised humans.”
“So the reject thing was just an excuse.”
“You could say that. To him humans were weak and should be eliminated to prevent the Shape-shifters, like Youven, from getting involved with them.”
“Who the heck he is to kill us?”
“Valdo wanted to rule everyone. No one, not even Youven could stop him.”
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“I understand Valdo could easily kill the humans, but the immortals…”
Marisol stared at him. “The sword. It could kill immortals.”
“Yes. It"s the only weapon the shifters are afraid of. It prevents an immortal wolf from using its power to heal. A nick from the sword could turn fatal.”
“Leabhar Buidhe Lecain.” Marisol whispered.
“You know about The Yellow Book of Lecan? The medieval Irish manuscript?”
Marisol lowered her gaze and focused it on the spot on the table where she tapped her fingers. “I know everything about the book. I remember reading about a sword not swords and its power to prevent wounds from healing. It also mentioned the Sacred Spear, Cauldron, and the Lia Fail also known as the Stone of Destiny.”
Callum shook his head. He was surprised to hear her familiarity with the yellow book and amused by Marisol"s cute habit of talking to herself.
“Okay, back to Mom. Why would Atos kill her for using the poultice?”
“He didn"t kill her because she used it. It was her refusal to tell him what she knew about the poultice that made him angry.”
“You mean what was in the poultice.”
“Yes. She didn"t tell him what it was made out of.”
“That"s why she died? Because she didn"t share what we mix in that poultice.”
“Yes. Although, I doubt he would"ve spared her life if she did.”
Marisol bit her lower lip. “Do you think Dad did the same thing? Denied Atos what he wanted to know? Must be. Oh god. They sacrificed their lives for, for the recipe because sharing it with anyone would mean…I"m going to have a migraine soon.”
“What"s in that poultice?”
“I can"t tell you. Mom and Dad made me promise not to tell anyone.”
“Good. You shouldn"t. Guard the secret.”
“Then why did you ask.”
83
“It"s a test.”
“You"re not making this easy.”
“I know.” Callum combed back his hair. He decided he"d stick to the history and the truth about her mother. It would be easier that way. “Marisol, listen.
There were two Celtic immortal Shape-shifter clans. The Crom and Arcus. Older than the Atlantis. They were powerful immortals led by their respective leaders.
Valdo, leader of clan Crom and Youven led the clan Arcus. They were both sons of gods.”
“Not related to Jesus, I hope.”
Callum swatted a lock of hair that hung from her temple. “You"re funny.”
“I"m not trying to be.”
“Which makes you even funnier.”
“And you"re a horrible story teller. You"re off your track. So Youven and Valdo were sons of gods. What kind of gods?”
“War gods.”
“Okie-dokie.”
Callum laughed aloud this time. Marisol, he learned was so easy to like.
“Okay, back on the storytelling track. The war gods created two powerful swords.
One for Youven, married to a human and the other one for Valdo who had married a goddess. The swords were gifts for the leader"s loyalty and for keeping the 84
harmonious relationship between the humans and immortal shifters. But Valdo turned into a greedy, cruel leader when he discovered the extent of the swords power. With the sword in hand, he did whatever he wanted, the unthinkable.”
“Like what?”
“Kill the humans he considered rejects and Arcus" members who disagreed with him. Also those who refused to bow to him suffered the same fate as the rejects.”
“Rejects?”
“Yes. Drunks, whores, addicts, killers, rapists, outlaws, etc.”
“But spared the good citizens.”
“Yes. Unfortunately, the fine line between the good and the bad citizens was too thin. Suspicions were enough grounds for him to kill the human.”
“Oh my god. Why?”
“Simple. He despised humans.”
“So the reject thing was just an excuse.”
“You could say that. To him humans were weak and should be eliminated to prevent the Shape-shifters, like Youven, from getting involved with them.”
“Who the heck he is to kill us?”
“Valdo wanted to rule everyone. No one, not even Youven could stop him.”
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“I understand Valdo could easily kill the humans, but the immortals…”
Marisol stared at him. “The sword. It could kill immortals.”
“Yes. It"s the only weapon the shifters are afraid of. It prevents an immortal wolf from using its power to heal. A nick from the sword could turn fatal.”
“Leabhar Buidhe Lecain.” Marisol whispered.
“You know about The Yellow Book of Lecan? The medieval Irish manuscript?”
Marisol lowered her gaze and focused it on the spot on the table where she tapped her fingers. “I know everything about the book. I remember reading about a sword not swords and its power to prevent wounds from healing. It also mentioned the Sacred Spear, Cauldron, and the Lia Fail also known as the Stone of Destiny.”
Callum shook his head. He was surprised to hear her familiarity with the yellow book and amused by Marisol"s cute habit of talking to herself.
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