It was almost dawn by the time Sebastian finished speaking and left the room to return to his casket. I found myself yawning and rubbing my eyes, sure I now had mascara and eye shadow everywhere, but not really caring.The others looked as weary as I did, so at least I wasn't doing the frazzled thing alone. As the Council filed out, I heard the gathered witches whispering.It wasn't good. Despite the testimony they'd heard, it was clear they were leaning the wrong way in our little fight. Not that I was surprised now that I knew Batsheva was leaning on them, but I was disappointed in the pack of sheep I'd spent the last two and a half days with.Baa.Home was a distant dream I stumbled into as the sun rose. Quaid guided me to bed and left me there, carrying my out-cold sister to her room before curling up next to me, my head tucked into his shoulder, where we both fell into death-like sleep.When I woke, I was alone, the scent of food making my mouth water. The time on the clock m
The Vegas unfolded, their ghostly shapes reforming to hang in the air before the sagging Enforcer. It took a moment after their appearance for the uproar to start.One voice spoke the loudest. "Necromancy is illegal!" Odette shook in her disguise, the glamour hiding her true form shuddering around her as if threatening to collapse at any moment. I'd seen what she really looked like and didn't want to repeat the memory, thanks.Mom's eyes were full of sorrow as they met mind and I wondered if Gram had gone too far. The guilt on my mother's face was so powerful I wished I didn't have to look."I am an Enforcer!" Pender's voice boomed through the room, silencing opposition. His shoulders straightened, face settling into firm resolution despite his pale skin. "It is within my right to call forth the dead and my job to uncover the truth through any means necessary.""Not if you're no longer in the Order." Dominic surged forward, tried to grasp Pender's arm, but the tall, thin man shook
Batsheva's thread of control was so close to snapping I wasn't surprised to feel her power surge, taking over everyone with force instead of guile. There was only one way she had so much energy.Blood magic.The room fell silent, witches shuddering under her influence, eyes glazed a little as she leaned into them. I let my demon out to examine the edges of the woman's magical influence and found them frayed slightly as Batsheva struggled for control.How interesting.Odette meanwhile had fallen back into her seat, face pale, eyes locked on her mistress. I wanted to jump up and down for joy and was about to reach for the power holding the others back when Gram's mind grasped mine in an iron fist.Not yet. She glared at me. Trust me on this.More to the plan? Okay then. I could wait.But not for much longer."We are through," the Vegas said as one. Louisa blew me a kiss before turning and doing the same for Quaid. Together, holding hands, they shimmered and faded away.More tear
If there was a girl inside Odette once who loved a boy, I saw a glimmer of her the moment Ivan Dumont emerged from Gram to face the Council. He stood tall and proud, regal even, a king among us, at least in his own estimation."Ivan." Odette's voice cracked, his name a croak from her lips. As she reached out toward him, her disguise slipped a little, enough the horrid, withered, and evil old crone behind the slim veneer of beauty she barely maintained showed through.Ivan sneered at her. "Odette," he said. "What have you become?"She flinched, cried out. "My love," she whispered."Love." He laughed openly, harshly. "I never loved you. You promised me power. That was all I cared about." His beautiful face twisted in hate. "Now look at you."Odette's howl of agony almost made me feel sorry for her.Almost.Now it was her turn to bury her face in her hands and weep while Ivan surveyed the crowd with his same look of superiority. I think I would have learned to despise my grandfathe
That was it. When the power snapped, it drove Batsheva back into her seat with shriek of rage. It was hard to keep my seat as the blood magic recoiled and drove into her body, pinning her to her chair while the entire room suddenly came awake, their siphoned magic returning in a rush of energy.Dominic turned to run for the now unsealed doors only to have his own Enforcers latch onto him and drag him back. Either they were no longer under the influence of Batsheva's power or they saw clearly where this was going and wanted to be on the good side for once.Batsheva lurched from her seat and pounced on Andre. I was so shocked by her choice, and obviously not the only one, I just stared as she jerked his head back, a silver knife pressed to his throat. Odette cried out in fear, reaching for her son while her glamour collapsed completely, leaving her twisted and hideous true form completely exposed.I'm not sure if Batsheva didn't think Andre had enough power in him to give her what she
Erica didn't get to go on, at least not right away. We all felt the ripple of blood magic suddenly tearing through the building, though it wasn't aimed at us. Within a moment an Enforcer raced into the chamber, blood on his face from what looked like spray."They've been taken," he said, desperation and fear in his voice. "Celeste and Demitrius Strong. And Dominic Moromond's life fed their escape."Quaid surged to his feet, face a mask of rage, but it was too late. He'd lost his chance at revenge against the male half of his enemy.Willa, Violet Rhodes's Council member, leaned in to whisper in Erica's ear and she nodded quickly."In light of these escapes as well as the loss of Batsheva, the main culprit in this affair, we are forced to act swiftly and without mercy. We will no longer be duped and will guard against such an attack at the fabric of our Council in the future. Evil is still at large and we will make it our task as a High Council to work together, to open regular dialo
I hurried down the hall behind the Council's exit, in yet another long corridor lined with wooden doors. It still wasn't hard to find the one hiding my mother-her power came through loud and clear.I paused at the furthest and knocked quickly, heart racing. I hadn't been allowed a moment alone with her since, almost an hour ago, she'd been led out by the Council to prepare for taking on her new role. My attempts to talk to her mentally got me nowhere so storming my way to her door was a last resort.We just had to talk about this.The door jerked open after a moment, the annoying little secretary standing on the other side, looking down his nose through his glasses at me just like before."Yes?"I rolled my eyes and held my temper. "I'm here to see Miriam Hayle."His rat-like little eyes narrowed. "She's far too busy," he said. "I'll schedule you an appointment for next week. If you think it's important."My jaw ached from grinding my teeth and not his irritating self into the g
The bench was cold under my legs as I sat in the back yard under the light of the bulb over the door. It had been almost twenty-four hours since the power transfer was completed and while I'd shared the family magic with Mom before, I didn't realize until I took on my half she'd only shouldered me with a portion of it in the past.I flinched from the memory of standing in the Council chamber, all those eyes watching and weighing me, as the power flowed out of Mom, happily through Gram and into me.One question was finally answered without a doubt as the surging Council power, the most I'd ever seen, burst into life the moment Mom was free. Stripped from Batsheva Moromond in that moment, it returned to the chamber in search of a new host.I wasn't the only one who gasped as sheets of red fire fought it, a battle waging overhead as Batsheva's blood magic fought to contain and control it.Now we know how she became leader, Gram sent. How she does everything. By force. And she's not re