Rogue Belador: Belador book 7 Read Online Free Page A

it her duty as the Belador-Medb liaison to contact Queen Maeve to find out if it belonged to any of their coven members.
    That would probably require being teleported to Tŵr Medb.
    Wouldn’t that be just what Queen Maeve wanted? To have Evalle trapped inside her kingdom?
    By the time she reached Storm’s truck, Evalle had come up with a second option that might save her from having to visit Rowan or deal with the Medb queen.
    She put the mutt on the passenger seat and dug out her cell phone. She had Adrianna Lafontaine on speed dial. At one time, Evalle had wanted nothing to do with the Sterling witch, but that had been before they went through near-death experiences and got to know each other. Since then, they’d formed an unlikely friendship that had benefitted both of them in the recent past.
    Adrianna answered, “Tell me you’re not calling for anything witch related.”
    “That narrows our conversation to hello and goodbye.”
    Adrianna sighed audibly. “What do you need?”
    “Stop sounding like I’m asking you to bloody your manicure.”
    “It wouldn’t be the first time that happened with you.”
    Evalle let that dig pass. “What’s got you so cranky?”
    “I’m getting constant calls from VIPER agents asking about my Witchlock powers.” Adrianna’s voice changed to mocking. “ How does your new power work? Are you going to start a coven? Are you advising the new witch council? Will you be meeting with the dark covens ?” She took a breath. “I expect to hear from Oprah next.”
    Grinning, Evalle said, “It’s tough to be a celebrity.”
    Had Adrianna just growled? The witch grumbled, “I even heard from the Sterlings this week.”
    “Really? What’d they want?”
    “I have no idea. I disconnected the call immediately.”
    “Can’t say I blame you for that.” A lot of bad blood ran between Adrianna and her Sterling coven family. She’d disowned the lot of them, and for good reasons. Evalle could commiserate. The aunt who’d raised Evalle had kept her locked in a basement and knowingly allowed a man to abuse her as a teen.
    To lighten the mood and get back to the problem at hand, Evalle said, “I didn’t call for an interview or to ask about Witchlock. I have a lost familiar and just want to know if you could identify the specific witch who owns it.”
    “Probably not.”
    “I haven’t even told you what it looks like, Adrianna.”
    “It wouldn’t matter. The only way I’d know anyone’s familiar was if I socialized with the witch, and we both know that doesn’t happen.”
    There had been no emotion in Adrianna’s words. She’d been raised a dark Sterling witch, but she didn’t associate with either dark or white witches. That alone made her the best person to possess the ancient power of Witchlock, which could rule all witches. Rule a lot of other powerful beings as well.
    Evalle had helped Adrianna fight Veronika, a crazy witch who had intended to use Witchlock to wipe out nonhumans who refused to serve her and force weaker witches to be her slaves.
    Veronika lost that battle, and now resided in a cell beneath the mountain housing VIPER headquarters.
    Evalle couldn’t hide her disappointment. “So you can’t help?”
    “What’re you doing with a witch’s familiar anyhow?”
    “It’s not by choice.” Evalle shared her night, including the snow-power disk that Lucien had used as a guillotine. “Here’s the kicker. This little familiar might weigh fifteen pounds and doesn’t even come to my knees. After killing the weird dog-thief monster, Lucien double-stepped away from this familiar as if it was a lethal disease.”
    “It might just be.”
    “Why?”
    “If it belongs to a dark witch, the only way she’d allow anyone to touch her familiar would be if she were dead. As for white witches, it may be the same, but you’ll have to ask Rowan to be sure. With the Medb coven infiltrating the city, it could belong to one of their group.”
    Evalle hoped not. “Any