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“I haven’t met anyone quiet like Kanyon. You’re lucky, Mason. It’s different when you’ve completed the bond. Part of you dies with them, and that part of me knows Kanyon is out there waiting-waiting until we’re together again.”
It was funny to think that Daisy’s brother was responsible for Clara and Mason getting together. Sean had been more right than he could’ve ever known.
“Ah-ha!” I gasped, kicking open yet another door on an overturned display.
This time, instead of old phone cases and corroded wires, I found a box completely untouched by the water damage infesting this place. After a quick victory dance that resulted in me kicking the door and sending it flying off its hinges, I bent down to slide the box out of it’s hiding place.
Sure enough, inside was four different books, each one named after one form of magic or another. I scooped them into my arms and made quick work of slinking back into the shadows, willing the slippery little b*stards to transport me somewhere else-to the very person who sent me on this mission.
“You’re late.” Ember’s snarky voice permeated the room I teleported into. The stone crafted fire place to my left was the only source of light, casting a number of shadows along the heavily decorated walls.
I slapped the box of spell books onto the nearest table before propping my hand on my hip. Narrowing my eyes at the red-head, I spat back. “Easy for you to say. How long has your a*s been in that cushy chair? Three hours? Four?”
A smirk twitched onto her face. “Five, but who’s counting?”
Laughter rumbled in my chest, leaving my mouth the same time it left Ember’s. I approached the massive executive desk with my arms outstretched. She met me halfway, pulling me into a hug that all but enveloped me in her c*nnamon-apple scent.
“It’s good to see you, Ember.” I stepped out of her grasp, eying the emerald-green pants suit she had on. It was adorned with golden buttons that matched the dainty chain around her neck-a gift. from
Brandon that she begrudgingly accepted only after he threatened her into it.
I made absolutely no attempts to understand their relationship.
“It’s good to see you too. I’ve been swamped with work, and I’ll admit, it’s nice to see a friendly face.”
She winked.
With the box of spell books forgotten, we spend the next hour chatting, catching up with one another’s lives. I told her all about my honeymoon and the adventures Giovanni and I shared, while she both complained and bragged about her hectic schedule bouncing between not one, but two jobs. Another
Magisterium had been built last year, this one in Zeke’s pack. Ember leaped at the chance to take over as Headmaster, even though she was already acting as A*bassador to the Witches. The only thing keeping her from prematurely greying under the work load was the fact that both jobs often went hand in hand.
“Encounter any rogue witches?” Ember asked offhandedly, as she always did when I returned on one of my missions.
Propping my feet up on the c*shioned footstool perched in front of the chair I sat on, I shook my head. “
Nope, sure didn’t. From what I could pick up scent-wise, there hadn’t been anyone around in weeks.”
“Good, good. I really hate sending them to the Tower, but I know it’s a necessary evil.”
My stomach twisted at the mention of the Witch prison Daisy, Ember, and a few of the others had created. It was the only place on this earth strong enough to contain Witches that dabbled in dark magic.
Using Conjuration, Daisy created a tower in the middle of the ocean that could only be accessed through special doorways planted in both Nolan and Zeke’s packs. As the only person able to transport themselves through the shadows, I was often stuck escorting prisoners to and from various places.
Daisy had put so much effort and energy into the Tower that she was out of commission for over two weeks. Nolan still hadn’t let her live it down, but through her crazed efforts, the Tower of Delirium was born.
I still found the place horribly chilling. A tower comprised of snow-white brick, so pale that one could see their reflection in it’s surface, perched out in the middle of the ocean. Once inside it’s walls, there wasn’t a magic on the face of this earth that could be used.
Not even my shadow abilities-which was scary as all hell.
“Hmm, I think that ‘Elemental Magic for Beginners’ and ‘Potions, Elixirs, and More’ would be better suited in Daisy’s pack, don’t you think?” Ember mused, her eyes scanning some of the pages s*atted around her desk. Her voice carved through my thoughts, chasing away the chill that the Tower never failed to evoke.
They held the respective student populations for both schools, along with the various magical types.
Seeing as the Magisterium back home had more Elementals than in Zeke’s pack, it only made sense to send the spell book home. Either way, it’s pages would be scanned and entered into the Academy’s database so that all Witches would have access to the knowledge.
“Works for me.” I nodded, sipping on the tea Ember had given me. The herbal mixture was a bit tart from the orange peels inside, but even they failed to hide the undertone of bitterness.
Noticing the grimace on my face, Ember smirked. “Tastes like a*s, doesn’t it? I promise it’ll help ease your nerves. It’s the least I can do.” Her eyes flickered downwards, to the apex of my stomach. “Have you told him yet?”
I swallowed a gulp of the lukewarm liquid, an inkling of unease squirming in my chest. It hadn’t taken much for Giovanni to get me pregnant. In fact, it was all happening so quickly that I often wondered if some other force was at play.
“No, not yet. I…I’m working up to it.” I sighed, brushing the strands of hair that had fallen out of my high pony from my face.
Ember nodded understandingly, but her lips were knitted tightly together. “Was Daisy able to figure out why the baby is interfering with your shadow abilities?”
My hand drifted to my stomach on it’s own accord. Even though the life cooking away inside my body was a vast sea of unknowns, it was one I wanted to tread regardless. It wasn’t just a piece of myself, but of the mate I loved with every fiber of my being.
“The most she can deduce is that the baby is inheriting it’s own shadow abilities. We won’t know more until it’s born, but I’m hoping it doesn’t mess with them any further.”
I was only a month along, barely noticeable apart from the fact that this little nugget somehow had the strength to screw with my shadow abilities. I’d be relaxing in bed, or taking a calming bath when the shadows would begin to slither over my body, seconds away from plopping me someplace new.
Each time I managed to stop it before I actually vanished, but my fear was that with the passing months, my child’s power would grow.
Ember’s eyebrows went up, just as mind had when Daisy hit me with her theory.
“She thinks your child is inheriting shadow abilities?”
“That’s what she said. You know, I kind of liked being the first wolf to have this kind of power, but now that my baby is involved I’m honestly terrified. I don’t know what my body is creating. What if it’s a monster?” I felt terrible to think these thoughts about the life I had helped to create, but the possibilities for this to go horribly wrong were endless.
Ember leaned back in her chair, practically swallowed whole by the silk c*shion. She crossed her arms over her chest, and from the tw*nkle in her eye, I could tell she was about to speak with her usual dose of bruta! honesty.
“Daisy was playing with the fabric of reality by turning you into what you are. Like it or not, these sorts of things have consequences. This-this is one of them.”
I sank my teeth into my lower lip to stifle a pitiful whine. “What am I going to do? After being taken, my wolf spent too much time with the shadows. Daisy Isn’t comfortable changing me back to normal.”
“When the time comes and your baby is born, no matter what it is or what it’s capable of, we’ll all be there to help you.”
Even with so much left to the unknown, the promise of one of my newest and dearest friends was enough to sooth the jagged shards of my fear.
If only it could erase it completely.
Alpha Nolan by Jane Doe
Tessa & Zeke
Six Years Later Tessa’s P.O.V.
“What do you say we wrap up early and head out to the cabin-just the two of us?”
A voice I spent the last six years memorizing called out from across the room. I lifted my head. from the mountain of paperwork I was sorting through, a smile already tugging at my lips as I spotted the playful light shimmering in Zeke’s eyes.
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