Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 47126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Had she just attacked him, or was he imagining it?
“Okay, that woman gets weirder by the year,” Drake said.
She’d been known to have her episodes. Brandon wiped the blood from his cheek. What did she say? Was that a premonition?
“I’m going to see her.” Brandon charged in the direction she walked. The witch whistled as she moved. Didn’t she know how dangerous her actions were?
She’s crazy.
“Cr … erm … Lizzy, what was that all about?” he asked.
The witch bent down to pick up a dandelion. She turned to him. Her green eyes stared back at him.
“What?” she asked, twirling the weed in front of her.
“You just said something back there and scratched my face,” he said, pointing at his torn cheek.
“Shoot, I really should cut my nails back. Thank you for reminding me,” she said, moving away.
“Lizzy, will you stop?”
She stopped with her hands in the air. Her mouth open as she went to take another breath.
Getting annoyed, Brandon grabbed her arms. “Stop messing with me. You sounded distraught when you spoke.”
Lizzy blinked and sighed. “I’m over two thousand years old, Brandon. I can’t remember everything I’ve said today, let alone next century or the century just gone. We’re in the twenty-second century after all.”
He frowned. “No we’re not. We’re in the twenty-first century.”
“Really? Then I’m seriously ahead of schedule.” She froze, blinked, and looked at him. Her change of moods was a challenge to keep up with. “What I said was a warning, Brandon. The decision you’ve made is not a good one. You’re going to lose everything if you’re not careful. Be warned, evil lurks everywhere, and they want to tear you apart.”
Brandon took a step back. “What danger? What evil?” he asked.
“Seriously, do I have to do everything?” Lizzy threw her hands in the air and walked away.
He tried to keep up with her, but she simply vanished before his eyes. Cursing, Brandon retracted his steps. His people were talking with several warlocks. Lori was waving a daisy through the air waiting for him.
All their gazes turned to him as he made his way out of the clearing. “Did you get done what you needed?” Lori asked.
Lizzy appeared beside the warlock. “He did. Do I know you?” she asked the warlock.
Shaking his head, Brandon made his way toward the house.
Witches sat on the sofa playing with their hair. Warlocks watched them, grinning. The animosity between the witches and warlocks was legendary. Witches were always female while warlocks were men.
He didn’t understand the whole story, but their battles had been going on for centuries.
The scent of the forest surrounded him as one of the bears came out of the kitchen. He was a tall man.
“I didn’t think you were going to show, Brandon. I heard from little fairies that you were mated. I figured this meet would be cancelled,” Alaric said. Alaric was the leader of the bears who lived close to his town. They were good friends but stayed apart in case their beasts ever threatened to tear them apart.
“This is far too important,” Brandon said.
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Elle worked through her break. She dodged Layla’s questions, and even Daisy appeared to be sombre. The pack members she served avoided her gaze, which only served to unnerve her.
Shrugging off their attitude she kept an eye on the door. She was waiting for Matthew to enter. The mated wolf always ate at the diner. She cleaned tables, refilled salt pots and sugar bowls. Sipping her milkshake, whenever the door went she checked to see who entered.
“Who are you waiting for?” Layla asked.
“Erm, I’m not waiting for anyone.”
Layla gave her a pointed look.
“Okay, all right, I’m waiting for Matthew. I want to ask him some questions.”
Her friend nodded. “I can see why. I bet all this mated stuff is new.”
What stuff? Nothing seems to have changed other than I get tingles when Brandon’s close by. That’s wrong. You also get turned on whenever he’s around.
Shaking off her thoughts she stared at her friend. They’d not gotten a chance to talk since the incident with the human men.
“What’s going on with you lately?” she asked.
Layla shrugged. “Nothing new is happening. I’m the same person. I’ve got nothing to share.”
“What happened with Lewis?” She took a seat looking out at the diner in case a customer needed her. Daisy had left to visit her mate. Elle sat in the kitchen area waiting for Layla to talk.
“Nothing actually happened. I don’t know. He took me home. My folks weren’t home, and he sat with me for some time. He talked to me about the human and what Brandon needed to do. I knew he was going to kill them. I just thought it was a mistake.” Layla tucked hair behind her ear.
Elle listened to her remembering the shock of Brandon’s outburst. He looked ready to tear the guy apart, and he had.