The Witching Craft (The Witches of Redwood Falls 2) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Janelle Daniels
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Contemporary, Ghosts, Psychics, Angels, Novella, sweet, enemies, loyalty, magick, Talisman, Estranged Mate, Epic Struggle, Magical Enhancer, Thieves Attack, Vicious Spells, Redwood Falls, Abandoned, Relic, Dark & Light Magick, Freelancing Business, Protect Mate, Dark Magick Wielder, Voltaire's Fortress, True One, Power Jeopardy, Precarious Balance
injury at the moment, but he didn't want to cause any more pain than she’d already endured.
What had caused such an injury? He sure as hell hadn’t seen anything like it before.
“Put her on the table.” Juliette rolled her kit out on the countertop, and moved in to examine Seph once Zander laid her down. "How long has she been like this?" All traces of emotion vanished from her voice. She was gifted in healing and had learned to remove that part of herself when working. It was easier to cope that way.
"Ten minutes."
Her eyes narrowed. "How did this happen?" she asked, as white tendrils of magic flowed from her hands, mystically checking her body for injuries.
He rubbed the back of his neck. If only he knew . "A pack of hunters surrounded her. As they attacked, she raised her arms, casting, and then lightning shot from her body, incapacitating the group simultaneously. She collapsed, screamed.” Oh, how she’d screamed. The echo of her inhuman cry would haunt him forever.
Juliette worried her lip. "She has no injuries from what I can tell… except some bruising on her right leg and arm which I assume are from her fall.”
“She must have hit her head. Are there any problems with her brain?”
Juliette shook her head, just a little.
Frustration surged. “Then why isn’t she conscious?”
“It appears she depleted all of her reserves and collapsed."
His jaw fell open. "From one spell?" Unheard of. It took hours to tire out a witch as powerful as Seph.
Then again, he'd never seen anything like what she’d unleashed. But to pass out? Others collapsed in exhaustion during battles but no one he’d ever heard of had succeeded in pushing themselves passed their limits and blacking out.
What had she done?
Juliette raised Persephone’s right arm, eyeing a twisted silver bracelet, no more than a few wisps of metal around her wrist. "What is this?" She cocked her head.
He sensed the pulse of power flowing through it.
The talisman.
He’d never seen it before. Had she cloaked it the whole time?
His voice hoarse, he caressed the metal, surprised by its heat. "It's the talisman."
Juliette’s eyes widened as she carefully dropped Persephone's hand. "Don't touch it, Zander. There's more to it than it looks."
She had no idea how true her words were. His magicks gifted him with the ability to sense layers in magick, its strength and depth. He'd never beheld such potency.
And she'd crafted this.
Awe filled him as he glanced at Seph. His Seph. Whether she accepted him again or not didn’t matter. She’d always be his. And he, hers.
Tenderness filled him as his gaze swept over her. She’d changed over the years, had developed physically as much as her powers had. She’d lost the girlish physique and transformed into a powerful, sexy woman. A woman he’d die for. A woman he craved more than any other.
He swallowed hard as his eyes flicked to her lips. As much as he wanted to kiss her, to taste her, he’d wait until she made the choice. Her choice meant everything to him.
His eyes moved back to the talisman.
What had the balance demanded of her to harness and infuse that level of power? How long had it taken her?
Questions surged through his mind faster than he found answers. Disabling five powerful hunters was unheard of, but doing so after one spell was impossible.
And yet she'd done it. She’d done the impossible.
This fragile, delicate, gorgeous woman, his mate , had changed everything he knew about magical limits.
He’d only heard myths of one thing that could enable such an outcome. His eyes drifted back to the bracelet on her wrist.
She'd used the talisman. That’s what had happened, what that electrical strike, the immensity of power so raw, so brutal to take out five hunters—
The force she controlled, if it fell into the wrong hands... if it fell into anyone's hands...
He rubbed the back of his neck. Who knew what else the bracelet was capable of?
"I'll be right back," Juliette
What had caused such an injury? He sure as hell hadn’t seen anything like it before.
“Put her on the table.” Juliette rolled her kit out on the countertop, and moved in to examine Seph once Zander laid her down. "How long has she been like this?" All traces of emotion vanished from her voice. She was gifted in healing and had learned to remove that part of herself when working. It was easier to cope that way.
"Ten minutes."
Her eyes narrowed. "How did this happen?" she asked, as white tendrils of magic flowed from her hands, mystically checking her body for injuries.
He rubbed the back of his neck. If only he knew . "A pack of hunters surrounded her. As they attacked, she raised her arms, casting, and then lightning shot from her body, incapacitating the group simultaneously. She collapsed, screamed.” Oh, how she’d screamed. The echo of her inhuman cry would haunt him forever.
Juliette worried her lip. "She has no injuries from what I can tell… except some bruising on her right leg and arm which I assume are from her fall.”
“She must have hit her head. Are there any problems with her brain?”
Juliette shook her head, just a little.
Frustration surged. “Then why isn’t she conscious?”
“It appears she depleted all of her reserves and collapsed."
His jaw fell open. "From one spell?" Unheard of. It took hours to tire out a witch as powerful as Seph.
Then again, he'd never seen anything like what she’d unleashed. But to pass out? Others collapsed in exhaustion during battles but no one he’d ever heard of had succeeded in pushing themselves passed their limits and blacking out.
What had she done?
Juliette raised Persephone’s right arm, eyeing a twisted silver bracelet, no more than a few wisps of metal around her wrist. "What is this?" She cocked her head.
He sensed the pulse of power flowing through it.
The talisman.
He’d never seen it before. Had she cloaked it the whole time?
His voice hoarse, he caressed the metal, surprised by its heat. "It's the talisman."
Juliette’s eyes widened as she carefully dropped Persephone's hand. "Don't touch it, Zander. There's more to it than it looks."
She had no idea how true her words were. His magicks gifted him with the ability to sense layers in magick, its strength and depth. He'd never beheld such potency.
And she'd crafted this.
Awe filled him as he glanced at Seph. His Seph. Whether she accepted him again or not didn’t matter. She’d always be his. And he, hers.
Tenderness filled him as his gaze swept over her. She’d changed over the years, had developed physically as much as her powers had. She’d lost the girlish physique and transformed into a powerful, sexy woman. A woman he’d die for. A woman he craved more than any other.
He swallowed hard as his eyes flicked to her lips. As much as he wanted to kiss her, to taste her, he’d wait until she made the choice. Her choice meant everything to him.
His eyes moved back to the talisman.
What had the balance demanded of her to harness and infuse that level of power? How long had it taken her?
Questions surged through his mind faster than he found answers. Disabling five powerful hunters was unheard of, but doing so after one spell was impossible.
And yet she'd done it. She’d done the impossible.
This fragile, delicate, gorgeous woman, his mate , had changed everything he knew about magical limits.
He’d only heard myths of one thing that could enable such an outcome. His eyes drifted back to the bracelet on her wrist.
She'd used the talisman. That’s what had happened, what that electrical strike, the immensity of power so raw, so brutal to take out five hunters—
The force she controlled, if it fell into the wrong hands... if it fell into anyone's hands...
He rubbed the back of his neck. Who knew what else the bracelet was capable of?
"I'll be right back," Juliette
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