I stared at Brice for a long moment, trying to determine how to answer his inquiry. He wanted to know what had really happened in Paris. I didn’t quite understand how all of these people who were my friends all along, even the ones who had been in my pack from the very start, couldn’t tell when I was holding something back, but it seemed like Brice always could.
I also couldn’t decide whether or not I should tell him.
He got tired of me staring at him and shrugged. “You don’t have to tell me, obviously. I can’t make you. But… I know that’s not everything, that there’s more to the story than what you told those people who are willing to just take the juicy bits and leave the rest. Not that Joshua and Tony even care at all beyond making sure that Ben doesn’t get hurt.
Brice drove me into town about fifteen minutes after we finished our conversation. I had to give him a chance to take a quick shower, and I decided to put on something a little more presentable than what I’d just been lounging around the house in. I also spritzed myself with Ben’s favorite perfume, the one he always told me made me smell so good. It couldn’t hurt to remind him of all of the reasons he loved me, right?The cafe was busy when we pulled in. For a moment, my mind was taken back to the first time I’d met Brice. It had been here, and he’d been flirting with my little sister. I felt my muscles tighten up. His hand came down on my arm, and he said, “I was a different person then.” I turned to him and nodded, knowing he was right. He had changed a lot in the last six months or so. And thanks to the burns I’d given him during our first fi
Regardless of how I was feeling about Starla at the moment, I knew I had to talk to Ben right away. I couldn’t let him continue to think that whatever Starla had said to him was true. Who knows how she’d taken what had happened and blew it out of proportion? Letting out a loud sigh, a started to go around the counter to the kitchen area, but the waitress I’d seen earlier, Velma, according to her nametag, stepped in front of me. “Hi there, sweetie,” she said, giving me a look that said I might be a mage but I was still a child in her view. “How can I help you?”“I need to talk to Ben right away,” I said, stopping in my tracks but still leaning toward the door where my boyfriend had just disappeared.Velma positioned herself so that she was leaning on either side of the counter, blocking the only entry point t
I slid into Brice’s truck and slammed the door behind me. He could likely see the snow in my hair melting and giving off steam from the heat coming off of me, not because of my magic but because I was ready to go snap someone’s neck.“What happened?” Brice asked, after he gave me a moment to take some deep breaths.“He doesn’t want to talk right now,” I said. I was surprised that tears didn’t fill my eyes, but I was too mad for that now.Brice was confused. I was used to him already knowing everything before it happened, so if he hadn’t seen Starla or didn’t know that she was even there, I had a lot to explain that I didn’t want to. I turned and looked at him, and the look on my face must’ve alarmed him because he shirked back a little bit. &ldq
I fell asleep. I’d gone into my room, so irritated and upset, I was ready to punch someone, but then, after I settled on my bed, I fell asleep, still thinking about everything that was going on with Liam, Ben, and Starla. I hadn’t wanted to let it be, like Sam had suggested, and wait for Ben to get home, but I’d caved when he’d asked me to give it some time before I went and confronted Starla.I’d fallen asleep thinking that was a mistake.When I opened my eyes, it was late afternoon. The sun was still up, but it was starting to go down. It cast a haze through the curtains, casting the room in an amber glow.Ben was home. He was getting clothes out of the closet, and I could tell he was trying to be quiet.I sat up, wiping my eyes and
My fist hurt from banging on Starla and Sam’s front door so hard, I should’ve used my magic to alert them that there was an angry mage at their front door instead of pounding my hand into the wooden frame like I was trying to punch through it, but it was too late now. I’d already managed to bruise the outside of my hand. I figured I could heal it later, but at the moment, I was so wrapped up in what I was about to do, the pain was more like a battle scar I would proudly wear and feel than a painful reminder that I don’t have to use my hands for these sorts of things.No one was answering the door. I had convinced Ben not to come with me, even though he’d wanted to, but now I wished he was there so he could take over banging on the door for me. I knew that Starla and Sam were both inside. They were attempting to ignore me, and it was really pissing me off. I&rsquo
I couldn’t remember anyone ever telling me that bluntly how they felt about me. It was obvious that Verina Crow and the Parker pack hated me. That was fine. They were my sworn enemies. I’ve had incidents with other kids at school before, too. There were girls I wasn’t so fond of who didn’t exactly find me to be the most pleasant person in the world. This was different. This was someone who was supposed to be a member of my pack--at least in theory--someone who was supposed to be loyal to me and do whatever needed to be done to preserve the pack telling me, point blank, to my face, that she hated me.I almost wanted to laugh.But Sam didn’t think it was funny. “You don’t mean that, Starla,” he said, taking a few steps back into the room, toward her. “Really, you shouldn’t joke around about stuff like th
“How did that go?” Ben asked, holding me close as I tried my best to control my tears. I really didn’t want to let Starla’s mean comments get to me, but it hurt to have anyone yell such awful things at me, especially someone who I’ve tried so hard to be nice to. It’s all so wrong, it makes my heart ache, and I had no idea how to answer Ben’s question without making my tears even more prominent.I sat up and swiped the single tear that had escaped off of my cheek. “That Starla is a bitch,” I said, trying to control my anger but not getting much of it under check. “I hate her.”Ben gave me an empathetic look but then said, “Tell me how you really feel,” trying to get me to laugh. I appreciated the effort, I really did, but it didn’t work this time. “What happen
I don’t know how long I stared at Sam with my mouth hanging open, but it had to be several minutes. I could hardly believe what he was telling me was true. How could Starla be pregnant? I knew that Sam wouldn’t have ever slept with me if I wasn’t on birth control. I wanted to ask what sort of contraception they were using, but I didn’t because it seemed too personal, not my business, and a moot point. Instead, I just gaped at him, trying to comprehend what all of this would mean.It made kicking Starla out of the house I’d just made for her a lot more difficult, that was for certain. How could I possibly ask a scared, pregnant teenager to go out into the world and fend for herself? Or go back to the grandfather who’d hit her in the face because he didn’t like her dating Sam? I never would’ve thought I’d think that Mr. Hudson had a point, but I had to as
There’s a comfy chair right next to the fireplace in the main living area of Brookstone. It has become my favorite place to sit. I can sit there for hours and do absolutely nothing but stare out the window at the beautiful forest and sparkling lake. It’s amazing to me to think how far I’ve come in just a year and a few months. I don’t just sit around and do nothing, though. I haven’t had to use my magic to fight off any other mages or shifters since we destroyed Grimly Grouse and his evil minions, but I do use my magic sometimes for other things, like producing presents for my friends or making mythical creatures to entertain us. Brookstone is as beautiful on the inside as it is on the outside. Part of that is the fact that we modernized it and redecorated a lot of the rooms. We wanted all of the modern conveniences we were used to, but we didn’t ruin the amb
My plan had been pretty simple. I’d bust into Brookstone, make the other mages and any shifters that were there think that the house was on fire, and I’d run them out to where my pack mates were waiting to take them down.I had no idea one of my pack members had her own idea of what should happen then. I guess I should have. It isn’t as if she hasn’t shocked me enough times in the past for me to expect Fionna to do something… unexpected.The mages in Grimley’s pack came streaming out of the house. Most of them went out the front door because I’d started the alleged fire in the kitchen, which was in the back of the house, on the east side. Fionna, being the tricky mage that she is, had opened a portal right on the other side of the front door so that every single one of the mages who ran out that exit sprinted right int
I didn’t bother to get a ride back to Brookstone the next day. It was clear that no one wanted to drive out there anyway, and it wasn’t as if it was a necessity. We had other ways of getting there, after all.I volunteered to change my wolves into birds so they could fly with us, but all of them passed on that. They said they weren’t used to flying and were afraid they’d fall out of the sky or something. Like I’d let that happen. I’d rolled my eyes, but since most of the area around where we’d stayed the night before was woodsy and rural, we decided it would be okay for them to walk out into the woods and shift there. The rest of us would fly over.My wolves weren’t going to be entering the property until after I knew the situation in the house. Once I knew whether we were on the defensive or the offensive, I woul
It was difficult to get rooms with enough beds for all of us, but my wolves decided they could always shift into their wolf forms and sleep on the floor, and since most of them didn’t sleep much anyway, we went with that. I was definitely going to be sleeping that night, though. I was so tired, I could barely keep my eyes open to discuss the plan for the next day. Fighting mages is hard work--apparently.“So what is our plan for tomorrow?” Kaylee asked. We were gathered in the room she and I were sharing, all of us sitting on the beds, the floor, and the small sitting area. “I take it we’re going right back there since you wanted to stay so close, Harlow.”“Yeah, we need to go right back over there and take care of things once and for all,” I said. “We just need a plan that will get rid of Grimly Grouse as s
With the ground shaking beneath our feet, the mages lifted themselves up into the air. I pulled up my wolves, too, but that didn’t help save my house. The thought of Grimly Grouse destroying my family home was enough to make me want to set his hair on fire.The ground was cracking beneath us now, some of them were at least a foot across. The idea of one of my people dropping inside of one of them was enough to make me want to fly everyone out of there and back to our rental right away.“Kaylee,” I shouted, wanting to try to fix the problem beneath us and keep my wolves out of danger. “Can you take over for me?”“You mean… float them?” she asked. “All of them?”“We can all help,” Liam said from the o
Looking around at my mages, I tried to determine who I needed to help and who was okay on their own. Liam was taking on a large male mage with a nose ring and the appearance of horns coming out of his bald head. I assumed those were placed there by magic, and he didn’t really have horns growing out of his head, but it was difficult to know for sure. “Give it up, Harlow!” I heard Grimly shout from far behind the line of advance. “I have more reserves. You cannot win.” It was difficult for me to keep my eye on this brute that was about to knock Liam out and respond to the maniac in the back. I decided to ignore Grouse and concentrate on Liam’s predicament. I was fairly far away from the fight, and there were other engagements going on between me and Liam, but I couldn’t let that stop me. The devil guy with the horn
The mages from Brookstone were slowly walking toward us, their long cloaks in a rainbow of colors not even moving from the wind they made, their steps were so even and slow. I stared at them for a long moment, trying to determine what the best thing to do was. A quick estimate told me that there were probably about thirty of them, which meant my team was outnumbered about five to one as mages went. The wolves would be able to help a little, but not much. They were mostly there to fight off any wolves that came our way, and Grimly Grouse had stopped using those, pulling out the big guns instead.We really only had two choices. We could stand there and fight and probably get annihilated because we were outnumbered so badly, or we could run away, regroup, and figure out when and how we should come back. I was really starting to lean toward Plan B, but when I looked at the faces of my packmates, I could tell t
I took advantage of the fearful flicker I’d seen in Grimley Grouse’s eyes and hit him with a bolt of power before he had much time to expect it. He got his hands up, but it wasn’t enough to completely deflect it. I ended up hitting him hard enough to knock him backward almost to the edge of the stream. The other mages around him took a few seconds to stare in shock before they remembered they had powers and could possibly do something to help him.They weren’t going to be able to help him, though. My mages were all ready, so before any of the red cloaked mages could hit me with their powers, mine had their hands up, shooting rays of light to counteract the ones directed at me. I watched the magic around me bend and shift, redirecting back the way it was coming. A few of the red mages were knocked off balance, but none of them went flying the way that Grouse did, probably because mos
I heard the first sounds of battle coming from my left, to the southwest of the house, but I couldn’t tell who it was that was caught up first by the wolves coming from Brookstone. I thought that Raven and Tony had been the furthest to the south, but I wasn’t certain. I decided I should fly over there and have a look. Of course, by the time I got over there, there was a good chance the rest of my wolves would be under attack as well since we’d seen the wolves shooting through the forest at an incredible rate spread out in a line. As I landed, I heard the sounds of battle echoing across the forest as Grimly Grouse’s wolves collided with mine. This wasn’t going to be pretty. I changed back into my mage form as soon as my feet touched the ground and immediately fired a