Gram flipped a panini on the grill, crisping toast and hot chicken filling the kitchen with aromas so delicious my stomach growled despite my crabby mood.As I took my plate, cheese bubbling out the edges of my sandwich, Gram caught my eye and snapped me once on the shoulder with her raised spatula."He's not strong enough for you," she said before pressing the lid down on the next sandwich with a loud hiss.My teeth ground together as I turned my back on her, forgetting, under her challenging stare, I'd only moments before considered kicking Liam to the curb over his mother. But I'd chosen, hadn't I? Whether Gram liked it or not. And she'd never said anything like that about Liam before. Not that I went looking for her opinion on my love life, thanks.Shenka slid into a chair beside me, sympathy written all over her face as Sassafras hopped up on the table, crouching over his kitty paw placemat, amber eyes locked on the milk carton. "He'll get tired of his mother eventually," Sh
I ran for the back door, reaching for the veil I knew I wouldn't be able to access until I left the property and the family wards, only to feel someone's hand on my arm. I spun around, panic fighting against Shenka who shook her head, face grim."I have to help her." I tried to pull free, but Shenka's fingers refused to open, her grip on my sleeve keeping me still. Gram and Sassafras stood behind her, the demon cat clutched to my grandmother's chest. No surprise, Charlotte stood on my left, my constant shadow ready to join me without question."You have to play by the rules." My second's words chilled the fire burning inside me, the need to rush off and save Mia. My old friend, the leader of the Dumont coven, hadn't been in close touch in a long time, not since the debacle at Harvard when she'd lost her boyfriend, Rupe, to Ameline's manipulations. Not to mention how some of the members of her coven had been associated with Ameline's plan.I'd done my best to support Mia, to help her
I stood back, trying to stay out of the way, the horror of the circumstance still weighing on me as I watched Enforcers carry the injured-and the dead-to various parts of the house. More and more fallen Dumonts appeared, from rooms scattered all over the giant mansion. I knew the family was large, hundreds of members, but I had no idea they all lived together in a fortress like this.No way I could handle having my coven around me 24/7. No. Way.Quaid stood next to me, head down, face drawn into a tight scowl. I knew he had to be lost in the demand Mia made of him. It took me a little while to break out of my own shock, but once I did, my hand crept into his and he accepted what fraction of comfort I had to offer without question.Our magic linked, flowed together, his tie to the Hayle coven still as strong as ever, though now buried under his growing Enforcer power. I dreaded the day he accepted his place as a full Enforcer, knowing, despite the fact I'd set him free from me, I'd c
It brought me at least a little satisfaction to ignore Mom's direct order. Rather than leave immediately, I pushed my boundaries and went looking for Mia.She had my demon cat, after all. And I was more than a little attached to his fuzzy butt.Charlotte padded softly behind me, footfalls louder than usual. As though she wanted me to know she was there.I stopped to face her, meeting her blue eyes, flickering with the wolf inside her. She hovered closer than usual, body loose and liquid.While I went tense when I prepped for battle, Charlotte was the opposite. As though knowing she headed for trouble triggered extra fluidity. Charlotte was ready for a fight. As long as it wasn't with me, we were fine. When her wolf surged to the surface and took over for a moment, I knew it wasn't me she wanted to thrash. But she threw in a little nod anyway.Just so I'd know it. It couldn't have been easy for her, being in this house. The Dumonts held her and her pack captive here for who kne
It was a slower ride home, though it still only took seconds for the veil to dump the three of us at the edge of our property. I crossed over into the yard, welcoming the feeling of the family wards as they embraced me, the coven's power surging forward to suck me in and wrap me up in a blanket of magic protection.There was a time I would have resisted such an embrace. Not today. I needed all the hugs I could get.The Wild Hunt slept peacefully beneath my feet as I crossed the bright green grass to the back door. I shuddered to think what would happen if the Hayle family magic was stolen. Gwynn ap Nudd and his riders would rise, devouring the plane in storm and disaster.But I'd be long gone, so it wouldn't matter to me, I guessed. Because anyone trying to take my family's power would do it over my dead and mangled body.Gram waited for me at the back door, holding it wide for Sass and Charlotte, her arm slinging around my waist as I let them go ahead of me, the screen door thuddi
Hurry up and wait was never so agonizing. After Mia's almost eager acceptance of Hayle coven support, the small group of family I transferred settled in to help with healing and protection. Mia wasn't on her feet yet, not making an appearance when I finally left my small group behind. But not much time had passed, only a few hours, so I wasn't really all that surprised.The real agony came over the next two days, waiting, wondering. I paced the house, certain I'd wear holes in the floors, wanting to be there myself, but knowing Mom would immediately pull the plug if I pushed her too hard. Esther and Estelle did a great job contacting me at regular intervals, but neither of them had much to report.It seems not just the family power was taken, Estelle sent early that first evening. Either that, or the witches in this coven are naturally weak, only powerful because of their family magic.Possible, Esther sent. Whatever the case, with the loss of the family's power, not one of the witc
Panic drove me through the door, power gathered, expecting a battle with sorcery, the Brotherhood, someone dying.Enforcers flooded the doorway behind me, shoving me forward, gaping at Mia. Who stood, mouth wide open, on her bed. Screaming. Screaming, as if she were being murdered, at the top of her lungs. Even the Enforcers screeched to a halt and stared while Mia had a very ugly, very emotional breakdown."I WANT IT BACK!" Her wailing words drove spikes through my ears, the pain behind them almost as bad as the volume she used. No one had to ask her what "it" was. The blank absence of the family magic gaped like an open wound. I glanced toward Shenka who crouched on the floor, shielding Marie who sobbed, blood running from her nose. Whatever triggered Mia's eruption injured the young Dumont.She's out of control. I sent that tight beam to the Enforcer beside me, the same woman I'd encountered at the front door. Do something.I'm not allowed to interfere. The woman's equally tight
We found her in her office, bent over a stack of paperwork. Didn't bother knocking. Or using regular channels. I was in a bad enough mood over the whole mess I simply slid us through the edge of the wards. The pentagram necklace I wore around my neck carried enough of Mom's essence to fool the shielding around her office into letting us through while the touch of Gram's Enforcer power, what she still carried with her, sealed the deal.To Mom's credit, she didn't freak out. Just looked up with a resigned expression, blue eyes snapping fire as she waved at her door, sealing it with a rush of magic."I've been waiting for you," she said. "Hungry?"Her attitude knocked me totally off guard. I'd lunged into the veil expecting a fight, ready for one. Couldn't wait. But, instead of our usual nuclear party-time, Mom rose from her desk and gestured at the small table beside the window. The scent of roasted chicken and veggies preceded the magical arrival of dinner, making my stomach growl an