Kas’s POV Marco catches up to me before I get to Katherine’s suite. “Kas, hey, stop,” he orders, tugging on my arm. “What’s up, Marco?” I turn to him and smile. I can already guess what he is going to say. “What did you do in there, Kas? What happened to Elder Randall?” I look around him to make sure there isn’t anyone down the hall, “Can you keep a secret?” “Of course, you know you can. Now spill. Whatever it was, everyone could feel it. It felt real dark,” he gives me a concerned look. “Marco, I need you to trust me, okay. I haven’t been only learning magic from Delilah. When I sleep or meditate, I'm able to go see my sister Leticia,” I confide, “She has been teaching me the things Delilah can’t.” “WHAT?!” he says loudly and catches himself. He leans toward me, whispering with wide eyes, “Are you fucking crazy, Kas? She’s dangerous.” “She’s not dangerous to me, Marco...well, mostly… I’ll explain tomorrow on our way to Paris,” I reassure him with a loud whisper, “Until then,
Lenora chases after me with Codi in her arms, “Kas, wait. Wait up.” “What is it, Lenora?” I stop and cross my arms over my chest with a sigh. “What is up with you lately, Little Sister? You haven’t been yourself for weeks. I’m worried about you,” she looks at me with half a smile. “Lub you, Au Ka,” Codi says sweetly from Lenora’s arms. I smile at Codi and reach my fingers out for her to grab, “I love you too, Codi.” “Milo has been teaching her that to surprise you,” Lenora laughs with tears in the corner of her eyes, “But seriously, Kas. Obviously, things are not okay with you. I know a lot of times you want to deal with things on your own, but please, I am here for you. All of us are. Whatever it is, we can help you. It isn’t just Codi. Bronx, Milo, Reggie, and Ashley, let's not forget Marco and Musu, James and Delilah, not to mention this entire damn pack. We all love you Kas. And we’re worried about you.” “Lenora, it’s just stress. I’m fine. Delilah and I are going to Paris a
Delilah and I meet with the bakery managers in the afternoon and make sure they understand all of their responsibilities, give them back up contact information, and reassure them we trust them completely. It's the first time we are both going to be gone at the same time, so we do our best to hide our nerves and give them as much encouragement as possible. We help prep dry ingredients for a couple hours so there will be less work for them to do without us there. Marco holds the back door open for us when we are ready to leave. Bronx’s midnight blue Aston Martin Superleggera is idling in the alley. Bronx tinted the windows dark enough that I can’t see him inside, but I can’t imagine him letting anyone else drive it. I look down the alley and don’t see any of the sedan’s the guards usually drive, except the one Marco drove us to the bakery in. Bronx’s car only has two seats. He had to have it specially made because he is so tall. There's definitely no room for guards. “He said it's a
Half an hour later, we exit the highway and drive another twenty minutes down a country road. Eventually, we pull up to a little restaurant that has a handmade sign that says 'Jimmy’s BBQ' with a silhouette of a hog under it. There are a few other cars in the parking lot, but it doesn't look like a place that ever gets too busy. “You got dressed like that to eat barbeque?” I ask waving at his suit. He just smiles as he gets out of the car and jogs over to my side to open the door for me, “You’re going to love this place. I promise.” A short, plump woman in jeans and an oversized blue sweater greets us, “Bronx! Long time no see, darlin’. This must be that adorable wife we see in the papers.” “Hi Shelly. Yeah, this is Kas. I thought it was about time to bring her to my secret spot,” he smiles and gives the woman a big hug. I take a deep breath and stop myself from growling at the interaction. There is a hint of a werewolf's scent in the air, but she is definitely human. “It’s nice t
“C'est de la folie! [This is lunacy!] Kas, no. You’ve gone insane,” Delilah cries and stands up from her seat when I finish telling her and Marco my plan about three hours into our flight to Paris. She paces with her hands over her mouth. Her eyes are midnight blue when she finally stops and looks at me, “No. I can’t let you do this to your soul. I won’t allow it.” “Delilah, I’m not asking your permission. I started this centuries ago and I have to finish it. I’m telling you because you and Marco are my best friends and I love you,” I explain as calmly as possible, “I’m asking for your support and understanding. If the worst happens, I would like you two to take care of Cora until she finds Dante and is ready to leave the pack.” “We'll take care of your daughter...err...sister, Kas. Don't worry about that. But you're sure Bronx don’t know nothin'?” Marco leans forward and puts his elbows on his knees, wringing his hands together. “As far as I can tell, he knows something’s wrong, an
“Leticia, what are you doing here?” I whisper loudly, taking her by the elbow. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Marco step forward and unholster his gun. Tyree also shifts his position. Securing the door so no one can get in or out. I put my hand up and motion for them to stand down. “Hello, you must be the light witch,” Leticia says sweetly to Delilah, “Since you’re Kas’s friend, I will let it slide that you tried to hit me with a blasting spell.” “Leticia,” I growl, putting my arm protectively in front of Delilah, “Why are you here? And be nice to my friend.” “I’m protecting you. And I’ll be nice, but she was the one who threw a spell at me, so maybe tell her to be nice too,” Leticia retorts in a low tone. “I appreciate you protecting me, but my guards are on duty. You don’t need to be here, darling,” I move my hand from in front of Delilah to take Leticia's hand. I feel our energy start to merge and comfort both of us. I see her face turn down slightly, “Oh. Okay. I-I just wa
Delilah and Leticia show me a spell to seal the bottle and keep the wine fresh so I can take it home to have with the chocolate later once I decide what I want to do. I’m surprised how easily I can perform the spell. It feels effortless and natural. Leticia rolls her eyes in frustration, insisting this is basic stuff compared to the magic I have performed in the past. The rest of the night goes without incident and we have a fun time getting to know Leticia better. She and Delilah discuss current trends in magic and explain important details to me. The more they speak, the more it feels like we are rehashing a conversation I’ve already had. Bits and pieces of spells and incantations formulate in my mind. At the end of the evening, the server comes over and announces that the bill has already been taken care of. Carly already called the restaurant and took care of the charges. “Bronxy paid for dinner? Oh my Goddess, that’s so sweet!” Leticia gushes, “You know what this means?” “That
Bronx’s POV I lean over and give Kas a little kiss on the cheek to wake her up. I don’t want to startle her and wake up Delilah, too. Delilah has her long, spindly arms wrapped around Kas with her head on Kas’s shoulder. Kas is holding Delilah in a loving, protective manner, looking happy and peaceful. I watch Kas smile and slowly open her eyes, never taking her arm away from her protective hold on her best friend. Her eyes get big with excitement when she sees me. Before she can say anything, I put my finger to my lips. I open up a mind link for a silent conversation, “Hi Baby, come on, let’s go lay down in our room.” “I can’t, Sweetheart. Delilah misses James. I told her I would stay here with her,” she gives me a little pout. She leans her head on top of Delilah's for effect. “Well, if you are staying in here with her, what am I going to tell this guy?” I use my thumb to point behind me where James is standing in the doorway. Kas’s beautiful violet eyes light up even more when