plain sight and prevent their destruction. How could the Saga kill something they love more dearly than their own lives?”
Nic’s words sent a sobering shiver down my spine.
“How do I stop it?” I said, searching my memory for any mention of such a spell in the grimoire I’d found at Nic’s.
“You don’t. There were rumours of it causing the Sorcerers to fall in love, too.” The pain in Nic’s voice caused an ache in my chest that threatened to cleave my heart in two.
“That won’t happen,” I said, but Nic was already shaking his head, his expression hardening as he mentally distanced himself from me.
Clearly, he’d already decided on how it would go, and as far as I was concerned, that was nothing but crap. I was my own woman; I would fall in love with whoever I wanted, not because of something he’d read about in a book….
“What about Lily? Won’t he fall in love with her, too?”
Nic shrugged. “I don’t know, but from everything I’ve read, he already knew what she was before he met her. It voids the magic.”
I didn’t answer him; he seemed far too certain of what was going to happen and, well, I couldn’t see into the past—it wasn’t as though I could say if it was true or not. All I did know was that I had no feelings toward Jason….
“There has to be a way to stop it,” I said, refusing to believe that my path was not my own. Hell, until recently, I hadn’t even known what I truly was. I’d come a long way, but that didn’t mean I had to become what the Shadow Sorcerers of old had.
Nic nodded, his smile forced. “I love your optimism,” he said, cupping my face.
“Not optimism, it’s the truth.”
It was his turn to fall silent, the kiss he pressed to my forehead feeling far too much like goodbye. Anger boiled in my veins but before I could open my mouth to give him a piece of my mind, he was gone, jogging across the church courtyard in the same direction as his brother.
Sighing, I turned back to the scene in front of me. My stomach rolled uncomfortably, but there was nothing left in there for me to purge. It was all so complicated and if there was one thing I hated, it was complications.
Drinking in the sight laid out on ground, I allowed it to sear itself into my brain. It was a bad start when a crime scene as gruesome as this one was simpler to navigate than the dating world.
Chapter 4
“ H e didn’t look too pleased ,” Graham said, his sudden proximity making me jump.
“Stop with the sneaking up on me, all right?” I said grumpily.
Graham raised his hands in mock surrender and grinned. “I didn’t think I was sneaking, but it’s nice to know I’ve still got stealth on my side.”
It was his way of trying to pull me out of the misery I was rapidly sliding into, but it was already too late. The combination of a failed date and the crime scene spread around us was enough to drive anyone to drink.
“Have the forensics picked up on anything else?” I asked, forcing myself to concentrate on the scene in front of me.
Graham shook his head and stared ahead. I couldn’t tell if he was looking out at the mess or if he was simply too lost in thought.
“Did you call Victoria?” I asked.
He nodded almost absentmindedly but didn’t speak, and my impatience got the the better of me.
“And she said…?” I prompted.
“Nothing. I had to leave a message. No answer from her cell phone,” he said, finally snapping out of his own dark thoughts. “Do you think this is Fae?” he asked, glancing in my direction.
“I don’t know. I suppose until someone walks the scene, we won’t know…” I answered truthfully.
How something could do so much damage…. I knew Victoria was powerful, but something like this would be beyond even her capabilities. But that didn’t mean there weren’t other types of Fae that could create this much carnage.
“Are you ready?” he asked, his question snapping me out of my reverie.
“Ready?”
My heart sank; I