Filed To Story: Cursed Legacies Series Free PDF by Morgan B Lee
She exhales slowly, uncomfortable. “I’d hate it. I didn’t mean to upset you by leaving. It’s just…you four needed time to recover, and I don’t have any time to spare.”
“Then we don’t have time to spare,” Silas corrects gently. “There is not us four and you. As I told you before, ima sangfluir, tha sinn unum mar.”
Whatever the hell that means, Maven softens further and finally sighs.
“You’re right. I should have told you guys sooner about our next target. I’m just not used to sharing plans or…talking. To be candid, I didn’t talk at all except sparingly to Lillian and Felix for the last few years. I’m still adjusting.” She meets my gaze, hers full of promise. “I’ll be better about it.”
Baelfire’s eyes narrow. “Hold up. Who the fuck is Felix? Is he cute? Did he try to flirt with you? Is he still alive, and more importantly, why?”
“Oh, my gods,” Maven rolls her eyes, cracking a slight smile at his possessiveness that lessens the tension in the room. “Felix is an atypical caster in the Nether. He thinks of himself as an older brother to me. I think he’s a book-horny nuisance, but he’s also gifted. He helped me experiment on etherium in the Nether and figured out some obscure, ancient fae spell to make this work,” she nods at the dark shards on the table. “Once I weaken the Divide enough, he’ll be the first through it to coordinate with me and lead the exodus into the mortal realm.”
We all absorb that, nodding until Baelfire huffs. “You still didn’t answer about whether you think he’s cute, Boo.”
She arches a brow. “Why, are you interested? I’m not sure if he’s into shifters, but you two might hit it off. He is pretty damn frail from his upbringing, so careful not to crush him in bed.”
Baelfire grins. “Raincloud, if he tries to come anywhere near a bed with me in it, he’s toast. You’re the only one I’ll be careful with in bed. Or better yet, let’s ditch careful and go for rough and kinky.”
“I’m with the lizard on this,” Crypt announces.
“Seems like you’re back to your usual selves.” Maven’s smirk falls again as she checks each of us in turn. “Although…are you guys really feeling okay? Gideon is…”
Horrific.
I meet Silas’s glance, then Baelfire’s. Even Crypt isn’t open to talking about this.
I don’t know what they experienced, but I’m sure as fuck not talking about what that wraith made me go through, even if it was just inside my head. Knowing that he’s been in Maven’s mind—that he was tormenting her for years…
Bile threatens to rise in my throat, but I take a steadying breath. “How did you get us out of there, anyway?”
Maven fidgets with her bloodied gloves. “I just…transported us away.”
“Lie,” Silas says gently, his red irises as sharp as ever. “Tell the truth, sangfluir.”
“Fine. I stabbed him with the bone knife Everett gave me.”
Crypt frowns, tipping his head. He’s still naked and covered in drying blood, and I’m alarmed to realize that I started to completely tune it out until this moment.
Does that mean I’m getting used to these three freaks being indecent all the damn time? Ugh.
“Only blessed bone weapons can harm wraiths, love,” he points out.
She nods, glancing furtively at me.
Oh, shit. She thinks my theory about her being selected as a saint at birth might be right.
“Anyway. The important thing is, he’s gone. Maybe not dead, but let’s take what we can get for now. So,” she brushes herself off and looks at Baelfire, moving on. “Is your family’s place still a safe option?”
He blinks, trying to catch up. “My family?”
“Killing Iker bought more time before I need to hunt Natalya. We should find a safe place to lay low before the bounty hunters track us down again. Not to mention, I want some time with you guys. In general, but also in bed.”
I almost choke as the blunt topic change throws us all for a major loop. I fucking adore how assertive my keeper is—but now all I can picture is Maven in bed.
Naked and ready to be worshipped, I think with a quiet groan.
Please tell me you’re picturing her and not me, Silas snarks back through the bond.
I flush as I realize that thought wasn’t kept to myself. I’m still not used to this telepathy thing. Crypt laughs out loud at my pure embarrassment.
Baelfire is grinning hugely at Maven, ignorant of the telepathic back-and-forth. “Fuck, yes! My family’s place will be perfect.”
Silas arches a brow. “Are you certain? When was the last time you checked in with them? These are contentious times, and the Decimuses have been known to have big mouths regarding politics. They might have enemies at their doors already.”
“First of all, fuck you because our mouths are perfect,” Baelfire fires back. “And I haven’t talked to my family recently, but that’s only because we’ve been, you know. Busy. On the run. Shit like that.”
“Sounds like an excuse.” I fold my arms. “Maybe you’re just not sure your oh-so-loyal, proud family is actually going to accept Maven as your mate.”
“It’s okay if they don’t,” Maven adds. “I’ve been told I’m an acquired taste.”
Bael snarls at me, his eyes gleaming a darker shade of amber as if his pissy dragon is just under the surface. “They’ll accept her. Not every family is a shitty nightmare like yours.”
“Your family has its own glaring set of fuck-ups,” I snap.
“Yeah? At least mine didn’t lie to me about my curse just to keep me a miserable fucking loner all my life.”
I flinch.
Maven tenses.
Baelfire immediately clamps his mouth shut, gripping the side of his head. “Fuck. Yeah, I felt it as I was saying it. Too soon. Sorry, Snowflake.”
I try to change the topic quickly. “If we’re going to his family’s territory in Canada, we should?—“
Everett, Maven reaches out through the bond, pinning me with a fierce look.
It’s really not important, Snowdrop. I’m bound to you, and nothing else matters to me anymore.
Her lips press together.
That’s why your abilities have been so much stronger and sharper. The prophecy was a hoax. Your true curse had something to do with your control. Didn’t it?
So she already suspected it, too.
I nod and try to move on again, grateful when Maven stews silently and doesn’t make me say anything else about this extremely unpleasant new information.
“As I was saying, we should use human means, like a rental car. Transportation magic is tracked too easily, and it would be less than a day’s drive from here to the Purcell mountain range.”
No one argues. It’s quiet for a moment.
Then Crypt grins. “So long as we let our girl drive. I want to sit back and watch other cars on the road panic.”
Baelfire laughs, but Maven arches a brow.
“You’re an ass. But actually…I wouldn’t mind sleeping while someone else drives.”
My chest melts as I realize just how fucking tired she must be. Crypt immediately pulls her in for a soft kiss.
“Of course, love. They’ll handle everything.”
“
They?” Silas scowls. “And just what will you be doing?”
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