protected dimension.
One they hoped would keep her secure from Sebastian until they could find out where he was and what his next move might be.
Marcus had come by twice to check on Tonya. She’d been told all about Marcus before he arrived—about who and what he was. She’d always thought vampires were a fairy tale born from someone’s dark imagination. In the few short hours she’d been here she’d learned of other fairy tales that weren’t just tales.
The obvious concern in Marcus’ gaze as he watched Tonya melted Rebecca’s heart toward the half-breed vampire. The fact that he had feelings for her friend was apparent but how did Tonya feel? Seeing she was still asleep, Marcus left the room, leaving her alone with her friend.
Tonya stirred, a soft whimper escaping her lips. Rebecca placed her hand on her shoulder, shaking her gently. “Tonya,” she whispered and her friend sat upright instantly, her gaze flicking around the room in fear.
“What happened?” she gasped then her eyes landed on Rebecca. “Oh my god, are you okay? Where are we?”
“One question at a time,” Rebecca said with a laugh. “As to what happened, Marcus put you in a trance but you were out for quite a while, much longer than he expected, and I’m afraid he’s terribly worried.”
“Marcus can go to hell,” Tonya snapped. “He put me in a trance? The last thing I remember is him touching my-my face,” she added with a whisper. “Is that how he did it? Dragging his fingers down my face?”
Rebecca shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“Where are we?”
“Well, we’re sort of in England.”
“How can you be ‘sort of’ in England?” Tonya asked with a frown. “And what do they want with you? With us?”
“It’s hard to explain but it’s me they wanted. They only took you because you threatened to go to the police.” Tonya opened her mouth to speak but Rebecca held up her hand. “I’m fine, I promise. They haven’t harmed me and I don’t believe they will.”
“But why did they take you?”
36
“It has to do with my parents,” Rebecca whispered and handed her the photos the twins had given her earlier.
Darien had been right. She did look like her mother but she had a little of her father in her too. Tonya studied the pictures then looked at Rebecca with confusion. “I still don’t understand.”
“Neither do I, at least not completely. Apparently a man by the name of Sebastian killed my parents in order to gain control of my father’s seat on the Witches council—”
Tonya coughed then held up her hand. “I’m sorry. Witches council?”
“I know. It sounds like something off of Bewitched but I believe them. They’re warlocks, Tonya. Much more powerful than me. They claim they were sent to find and protect me from Sebastian. According to them I have inherited my father’s seat and their father hid me. Sebastian can’t get that seat until he produces proof of my death.”
“Oh my god,” Tonya gasped then rubbed at her forehead with a frown. “This is nuts.”
“Headache?”
“Yeah.”
“Marcus said you might. He told me if you did to let him know and he’d take care of it.”
Tonya shook her head. “No. I-I’m not ready to see him just yet. He unsettles me.”
Glancing at her friend, Tonya tried to read her eyes—tried to see if Rebecca were really okay with all this. Tonya wasn’t. At least not yet. How had Marcus gotten her here so quickly? And what did Tonya do about how she felt whenever Marcus was near?
“So back to this ‘sort of’ thing,” Tonya said, trying to change the subject from Marcus.
“We’re in what’s called a protected dimension.”
“A what?” Tonya asked, raising an eyebrow in disbelief.
“Remember the Harry Potter movies? Well it’s like that in a way. It’s England but not really England. You have to go to England to get here but—”
Tonya held up a hand, stopping her. “Can you tell you’re somewhere else? Just by looking
One they hoped would keep her secure from Sebastian until they could find out where he was and what his next move might be.
Marcus had come by twice to check on Tonya. She’d been told all about Marcus before he arrived—about who and what he was. She’d always thought vampires were a fairy tale born from someone’s dark imagination. In the few short hours she’d been here she’d learned of other fairy tales that weren’t just tales.
The obvious concern in Marcus’ gaze as he watched Tonya melted Rebecca’s heart toward the half-breed vampire. The fact that he had feelings for her friend was apparent but how did Tonya feel? Seeing she was still asleep, Marcus left the room, leaving her alone with her friend.
Tonya stirred, a soft whimper escaping her lips. Rebecca placed her hand on her shoulder, shaking her gently. “Tonya,” she whispered and her friend sat upright instantly, her gaze flicking around the room in fear.
“What happened?” she gasped then her eyes landed on Rebecca. “Oh my god, are you okay? Where are we?”
“One question at a time,” Rebecca said with a laugh. “As to what happened, Marcus put you in a trance but you were out for quite a while, much longer than he expected, and I’m afraid he’s terribly worried.”
“Marcus can go to hell,” Tonya snapped. “He put me in a trance? The last thing I remember is him touching my-my face,” she added with a whisper. “Is that how he did it? Dragging his fingers down my face?”
Rebecca shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“Where are we?”
“Well, we’re sort of in England.”
“How can you be ‘sort of’ in England?” Tonya asked with a frown. “And what do they want with you? With us?”
“It’s hard to explain but it’s me they wanted. They only took you because you threatened to go to the police.” Tonya opened her mouth to speak but Rebecca held up her hand. “I’m fine, I promise. They haven’t harmed me and I don’t believe they will.”
“But why did they take you?”
36
“It has to do with my parents,” Rebecca whispered and handed her the photos the twins had given her earlier.
Darien had been right. She did look like her mother but she had a little of her father in her too. Tonya studied the pictures then looked at Rebecca with confusion. “I still don’t understand.”
“Neither do I, at least not completely. Apparently a man by the name of Sebastian killed my parents in order to gain control of my father’s seat on the Witches council—”
Tonya coughed then held up her hand. “I’m sorry. Witches council?”
“I know. It sounds like something off of Bewitched but I believe them. They’re warlocks, Tonya. Much more powerful than me. They claim they were sent to find and protect me from Sebastian. According to them I have inherited my father’s seat and their father hid me. Sebastian can’t get that seat until he produces proof of my death.”
“Oh my god,” Tonya gasped then rubbed at her forehead with a frown. “This is nuts.”
“Headache?”
“Yeah.”
“Marcus said you might. He told me if you did to let him know and he’d take care of it.”
Tonya shook her head. “No. I-I’m not ready to see him just yet. He unsettles me.”
Glancing at her friend, Tonya tried to read her eyes—tried to see if Rebecca were really okay with all this. Tonya wasn’t. At least not yet. How had Marcus gotten her here so quickly? And what did Tonya do about how she felt whenever Marcus was near?
“So back to this ‘sort of’ thing,” Tonya said, trying to change the subject from Marcus.
“We’re in what’s called a protected dimension.”
“A what?” Tonya asked, raising an eyebrow in disbelief.
“Remember the Harry Potter movies? Well it’s like that in a way. It’s England but not really England. You have to go to England to get here but—”
Tonya held up a hand, stopping her. “Can you tell you’re somewhere else? Just by looking
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