"It wasn't the conclave Belaisle was after," I whispered. "It was the stronghold."Mom cleared her throat, tried to speak. Fell still.I was such a fool. Idiot, moron. Why had I not considered this? Belaisle knew as well as I did where the last battle of ours was to be fought. And, until now, that battleground was in the hands of my allies.No longer. If I wanted to fight him, I had to go through his people first.Damn. It. All. To. Hell.And I'd been worried, the very first time I'd seen the mirror shard, when I'd been freed from the stronghold prison. Remembered thinking I should ask about the fragments, about how the mirror worked. Why didn't I say something to Mom then?As usual, my vampire sent, you are beating an undead horse.Sigh.In case you've forgotten, my demon sent, we'd just freed your mother from the Brotherhood and barely avoided being burned at the stake. We had a lot on our minds.We are all at fault if any are, Shaylee sent. Now, can we please focus on what
I sat, knees jiggling, as the gathering of conclave attendees settled into their seats, chattering and smiling, laughing and talking around me. Clueless. While my stomach flip-flopped like a suffocating fish.Shenka squeezed my hand, even her practiced smile tight around the edges.Sassafras crouched in my lap, ears down, whiskers sagging.Of course I told them. As soon as I walked through the door into our little quarters the night before, the pair of them pounced on me, demanding to know what happened.I almost forgot the wild magicks, now burrowed under my clothing, hiding, their sorrow infectious as I filled the pair in on the latest disaster. Sassafras's soft moan joined Shenka's gasp of horror, the Persian slinking into my lap to press his face against my stomach as his grief shuddered through him."He killed them?" Shenka's eyes flooded with tears, dark skin shining with tracks of moisture as she let them fall, unheeded.The Lawrence twins came to sit silently on one of th
Mom broke the conclave for a half hour to have a pavilion erected for the Brotherhood. I held my seat, eyes locked on the gaping hole where Belaisle and his people would soon emerge and struggled to keep my cool over Eva Southway's betrayal.She reached for me with her sorcery before I could decide whether Piers would still be interested in me if I murdered his mother.We'd lost anyway, she sent. And I, for one, would prefer to have Liander Belaisle in reaching distance.Except he's coming here with a plan, I shot back at her, hating she was right. And previous experience tells me whatever he has up his ugly designer sleeves will make your little attempt to corner him look like a sixty-year old pageant queen on crack.She laughed softly in my head. I've had doubts about my son's interest in you, she sent. And now I understand what he sees, what I missed. She paused. I have absolute faith you will prevail, Sydlynn Hayle. The rest of us are simply at your service.I glared at her ev
A second gaping hole opened and Piers Southway stepped through. From the easy grin on his face, he'd managed to listen in. Alone, towering over the shorter, more slender Belaisle, he saluted the leader of the Brotherhood."I think I heard a little birdie," he said. "She mentioned something about the empty plane. How it was once the home of all sorcerers." Piers stroked his chin with one hand before winking at the now scowling leader. "Does that mean I get to pick the paint color for my new room?"A titter of laughter raced around the tent. I could feel Eva's power pushing against her son, saw the flicker of anger on her face, but cheered inside as the young Southway did what his mother refused to do.Challenged the Brotherhood."Steam Union," Belaisle almost spat at Piers's feet. "You're not sorcerers. When you're not hiding in mouse holes, you're just lapdogs of the witches."Since when did witches and the Steam Union work together?Just petty jealousy on Belaisle's part, maybe.
My demon reacted well before the words Ameline spoke made it through my stunned mind. She lunged forward, taking control of me, driving my right fist toward the other witch's face.Ameline was clearly ready for my reaction, dodging to the side, though she underestimated my demon's speed. My knuckles impacted her shoulder as she twisted to the side, sending her spinning as my right foot lashed out and caught her in the ass, propelling her forward into a tree.Ameline spun, snarling, power surging."If we fight," she said, "it will attract the Enforcers. And this will be over before it began, the Brotherhood the victors. Is that what you want?""You." I cut the air with one hand, back in control as my egos boosted my fury. "Stay." I lashed at a tree, sending a vibration through it so powerful the top of the evergreen shook and swayed. "Away." A deep, rumbling tremor made Ameline stagger while Shaylee held me still. "From. My. Sister." I ended with a pulse of spirit power that took he
I picked up Shenka and Sassafras on the way to see Mom. Neither of them questioned my reasoning or asked where we were going until we sat in Mom's office. And not alone. Our little group had assembled yet again, Eva Southway's sorcery blocking off the room for privacy.Because it didn't really matter at this point if the rest of the conclave knew we were talking. Belaisle's little show and Iepa's matching tell had blown the lid off everything.When I laid out the way I saw things to Mom and the others, my mother sighed and sank back into her chair."While I agree with you," she said, "what you're suggesting is complicated."Uncle Frank snorted. "That's a nice way to put it," he said. "Syd's about to start an international witch war in front of every High Council on the plane and you think it's complicated."I rolled my eyes at him. "It won't be seen as interference if it works," I said. "Margaret will be free to say so.""Wherein lies the issue at hand," Sunny said. "I don't mean
Piers walked me back to the pavilion alone. Shenka was already gone, chasing after Tallah, and Sassafras stayed with Mom. I wondered where Gram and Varity had gotten to, worry spiraling into a normal tornado of "holy crap what now" and "sigh"."I hope you think about what I said earlier," Piers said as I stopped at the entry.Huh?Oh, right. The love thing again.He bent, kissed my forehead, warm and tingling as his sorcery nuzzled against mine. It was the first time my normally hungry power blossomed and woke without trying to devour everything around it, instead accepting the touch of his magic."We make a great team," he whispered against my skin. "When you wake up, I'll be waiting." With that, he strode off into the darkness.Guys were always doing that to me, damn it. Kissing me and leaving with some stupid line for me to mull over.Jerks.The twins fluttered around Demetrius who shoveled food into his face like he hadn't eaten for a week. I gaped at him a moment before ru
If I had to sit through the creation of one more silly law, I was going to attack Applegate openly just to get the party started."Surely you agree," a portly witch with a strong Spanish accent, a coven leader from the South American territory, appealed to first her Council and then to Mom. "Adding this clause to present law will ensure the purity of witch blood."I rolled my eyes, lower lip aching from all of my irritating chewing. At least they weren't talking about the power reveal yet. Petty lawmaking could go on all day as far as I was concerned. Anything to keep the gathering from passing legislation on exposing us to normals.Mom's sigh was unheaved, but I heard it in her voice. "I understand your concern," she said while I tossed my hands in the air before I could stop myself. "And though I really do believe your worries that dogs and cats," snort, okay, it was kind of funny for all that, "will rise and try to seize power from our kind, I'm comfortable accepting your additio