ago by those who would see our world
destroyed. We seek to release the one held captive and diffuse the evil
enchantment back to the hell it came from. Guide our actions, uplift our hearts,
and fill our souls with the sense of purpose only you can provide. Blessed be.
Blessed be.”
The witches all followed
suit, echoing Kyra’s words until they were a chorus of many voices sounding as
one, seeking to help the man that was quickly owning Alicia… heart and soul.
She chanted with her sister witches until the words came automatically, while
watching Kyra and her mother cautiously cover the silver box with a blanket of
copper mesh that would hold the focus object and its deadly magic in place
after the lid was removed.
Alicia also saw a copper box
sitting on the ground beside Kyra. She knew the tiny witch and Sarah Beth were
planning to move whatever was in the silver box into the copper one. They were
hoping to neutralize the deadly magic contained within, which would allow them
to locate Drago.
Holding her breath while
watching Kyra and her mother perform the deadly task, Alicia let the chant play
over and over in her mind at the same time she called to her Guardsman. “Drago,
if you can hear me, please know that we’re trying to get to you. I have
everyone doing everything possible to find you and get you free. Hold on. It’s
almost over. I promise.”
She whispered the last words,
hoping with all her heart that she would see his face before the sun set on
another day. Letting go of the breath she was holding, Alicia opened her mouth
to recite the spell aloud when several things happened all at once, tilting her
world on its axis.
First of all, Kyra and Sarah
Beth lifted a strange, glowing stone from the silver box into the copper mesh
just as Rory yelled from the bottom of the hole in the ground where he and
Kellan had stayed to continue digging to make sure no other surprises jumped out
and bit them in their collective asses. “Somebody who knows something about
magic better get their ass down here right freaking now. We found a tunnel and
it’s covered with more of those crazy ass hieroglyphics y’all called sigils. It
stinks to the Heavens of black magic and rancid blood and…”
His words were cut off as
Alicia finally heard Drago’s voice in her head. She smiled then immediately
started to shake her head as she listened to his words. “Live a long a happy
life and know that I will be waiting with open arms for the day you join me.
All my love, ceann beag , all my…”
“No! No! No! Don’t you
freaking dare!” Alicia yelled in her mind and out loud simultaneously. “Don’t
you dare give up! We are almost there!”
Tears streaming down her face
she raced toward Rayne, screaming as she ran, “Hurry the hell up! We have to
find him! I can’t even feel him breathing anymore. He’s just gone! Son of
bitch, Rayne, do something ! Drago is dying!”
Chapter Seven
Time seemed to stand still.
Alicia could see Rayne’s mouth moving but heard only deathly silence coming
from the bond she shared with Drago. Hands touched her shoulders and others
grabbed her hands, all vying for her attention. Her sisters, friends, the
dragons… everyone was racing toward where she’d fallen to her knees on
the cold, hard ground, unable to bear the weight of what was happening just out
of her reach. Nothing and no one mattered as long as the silence continued from
the man who held her heart.
Her mind raced. The young
witch searched for anything that could turn back the hands of time and
stop the man she was now willing to admit was her mate from dying. Lost in
thought, Alicia yelped as a huge figure loomed over her, blocking all light
from the sun, while a pair of large, rough hands slid under her arms and jerked
her to her feet. Moving quicker than she could track, the same hands that had
unceremoniously lifted her from the ground now spun her around so quickly she
swayed to the side before regaining her
destroyed. We seek to release the one held captive and diffuse the evil
enchantment back to the hell it came from. Guide our actions, uplift our hearts,
and fill our souls with the sense of purpose only you can provide. Blessed be.
Blessed be.”
The witches all followed
suit, echoing Kyra’s words until they were a chorus of many voices sounding as
one, seeking to help the man that was quickly owning Alicia… heart and soul.
She chanted with her sister witches until the words came automatically, while
watching Kyra and her mother cautiously cover the silver box with a blanket of
copper mesh that would hold the focus object and its deadly magic in place
after the lid was removed.
Alicia also saw a copper box
sitting on the ground beside Kyra. She knew the tiny witch and Sarah Beth were
planning to move whatever was in the silver box into the copper one. They were
hoping to neutralize the deadly magic contained within, which would allow them
to locate Drago.
Holding her breath while
watching Kyra and her mother perform the deadly task, Alicia let the chant play
over and over in her mind at the same time she called to her Guardsman. “Drago,
if you can hear me, please know that we’re trying to get to you. I have
everyone doing everything possible to find you and get you free. Hold on. It’s
almost over. I promise.”
She whispered the last words,
hoping with all her heart that she would see his face before the sun set on
another day. Letting go of the breath she was holding, Alicia opened her mouth
to recite the spell aloud when several things happened all at once, tilting her
world on its axis.
First of all, Kyra and Sarah
Beth lifted a strange, glowing stone from the silver box into the copper mesh
just as Rory yelled from the bottom of the hole in the ground where he and
Kellan had stayed to continue digging to make sure no other surprises jumped out
and bit them in their collective asses. “Somebody who knows something about
magic better get their ass down here right freaking now. We found a tunnel and
it’s covered with more of those crazy ass hieroglyphics y’all called sigils. It
stinks to the Heavens of black magic and rancid blood and…”
His words were cut off as
Alicia finally heard Drago’s voice in her head. She smiled then immediately
started to shake her head as she listened to his words. “Live a long a happy
life and know that I will be waiting with open arms for the day you join me.
All my love, ceann beag , all my…”
“No! No! No! Don’t you
freaking dare!” Alicia yelled in her mind and out loud simultaneously. “Don’t
you dare give up! We are almost there!”
Tears streaming down her face
she raced toward Rayne, screaming as she ran, “Hurry the hell up! We have to
find him! I can’t even feel him breathing anymore. He’s just gone! Son of
bitch, Rayne, do something ! Drago is dying!”
Chapter Seven
Time seemed to stand still.
Alicia could see Rayne’s mouth moving but heard only deathly silence coming
from the bond she shared with Drago. Hands touched her shoulders and others
grabbed her hands, all vying for her attention. Her sisters, friends, the
dragons… everyone was racing toward where she’d fallen to her knees on
the cold, hard ground, unable to bear the weight of what was happening just out
of her reach. Nothing and no one mattered as long as the silence continued from
the man who held her heart.
Her mind raced. The young
witch searched for anything that could turn back the hands of time and
stop the man she was now willing to admit was her mate from dying. Lost in
thought, Alicia yelped as a huge figure loomed over her, blocking all light
from the sun, while a pair of large, rough hands slid under her arms and jerked
her to her feet. Moving quicker than she could track, the same hands that had
unceremoniously lifted her from the ground now spun her around so quickly she
swayed to the side before regaining her
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