Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 88025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
The Soul Weaver’s gaze narrowed on him and then on Harrison before he threw his arms up in the air, releasing a torrent of curses that would make even the most seasoned sailor blush.
“What’s wrong? What do you see?” Cort asked. He placed his hands on Grey’s shoulders, trying to calm his lover.
“It had to be the Heart blocking my powers,” Grey grumbled. He turned back toward Hale and Harrison, waving his hand between them. “I can hear Harrison’s thoughts now. See his aura. I can see the red ribbon tying them together. They’re soul mates.”
“What?” Harrison gasped out. He staggered, his hand clutching his chest as if he were having a heart attack.
“I knew it! I knew it!” Hale crowed. Maybe he hadn’t known it right away, but he’d started getting the initial inkling when his lips met Harrison’s for the very first time. Soul mate. They were soul mates, and no one would ever separate them.
Harrison roughly grabbed his arm, fingers biting through his shirt as he pulled him in closer. The man’s smile was positively feral and so perfectly possessive. “Thank the goddesses, because I’m never letting anyone touch you ever again.”
Chapter
Twenty
Firelight danced over the faces of the Weavers and their mates as they all circled the campfire. Harrison wrapped his arms tighter around Hale, smiling when the man snuggled back against him. He buried his face in that cloud of soft, fragrant hair and just breathed him in.
The goddesses had appeared and bonded them, wrapping a scarf over their arms and saying magical words while he and Hale had stared at each other. The way Hale had stared at him in that moment had sent this profound feeling of belonging through him. He couldn’t believe they’d been soul mates this entire time and the Heart had been blocking it.
But they’d been drawn to each other, so he should have known. Should have looked at how deep his feelings had been for Hale. How deep they would be forever now that they were bonded.
And according to Hale, they’d be having another ceremony again with his family and friends gathered along with the Weavers. He truly believed they were going to pull through this last spell, especially now that he had a soul mate as well.
Harrison needed to believe it, too as he sat there holding his mate. He pressed a kiss to the side of Hale’s head. His mate tilted his head up and stole another before he turned back to the fire.
The goddesses hadn’t stayed long, and they’d seemed like they were barely holding on, their forms more ethereal than usual. He’d worried about them. It was like they’d transferred all their powers, leaving them with a tenuous hold on this reality. Like they barely existed in this earthly plane.
The ceremony itself had been brief but powerful as their hearts bonded. Even now, he could feel the contentment coming from Hale. It was wild, the connection he felt with this man. Soul deep and intense, it permeated his entire being. Would it affect their lovemaking? Because he couldn’t imagine that getting better.
“What do you think the goddesses meant by their parting words?” Lucien suddenly asked, breaking the silence. They were all exhausted from the battle followed by the ceremony, and it showed in the pinched lines in their faces.
“To hold on to our mates.” Clay had his arms wrapped around Dane, sitting much like Harrison and Hale were with Clay behind Dane. “I don’t know what they meant, but they seemed pleased that the circle is finally complete with Weavers and mates.”
“They didn’t look so hot, though.” Baer tossed a small stick into the fire, then threaded his fingers with Wiley’s. “You don’t think they cease to exist without us, do you?”
Harrison spoke up. “No. I think they’re just funneling most of their magic right now to help us.”
“Not to mention what the pestilents have already stolen from the Earth after all this time,” Calder muttered.
“I wish they could help us more.” Wiley shuddered. “I wish there was some other way to do this spell. There has to be another way and we’re missing it.”
Harrison tightened his arms around Hale. “There’s not. We’ve gone through everything. And the spell flat-out says they have to give up everything, powers and life, to close the rift.”
“We’ll find a way,” Baer said without offering any suggestions on what the way was supposed to be. The man seemed to be clinging to hope alone at this point. Baer tugged Wiley into his lap. “So Harrison, any inkling on your new power yet?”
“Not a clue.” Harrison shook his head and then glanced down at one of his hands. “I don’t feel any different.”
“I think it’ll be something cool, like you can walk through walls.” Baer laughed and nuzzled Wiley’s hair. “Or maybe it’ll have something to do with the weather since we’ve now figured out Hale had something to do with all the damn rain we’ve been experiencing.”