A Mage's Power by Casey Wolfe

Author:Casey Wolfe [Wolfe, Casey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: NineStar Press, LGBT, mages, witches, shifters, dark, magic
Publisher: NineStar Press, LLC
Published: 2018-10-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

THE CAVE WAS tucked away behind thick brush and trees. It blended in seamlessly with the landscape, even without the powerful magic hiding it. As it was, Quail had to drop the wards they encountered, while Sacha did away with the illusion spell cast upon it.

“Quail, Rowan,” Jorah instructed from their place crouched in the darkness, “cast for any traps.” They merely needed the surrounding woods and small clearing in front of the cave to be safe. Anything that awaited them inside would never be put to use as they all agreed that being drawn in would mean their deaths.

“At the entrance,” Rowan informed them, “there’s a tripwire.”

“The treetops,” Quail added.

“I see them,” Sacha said. Her eyes glowed a stunning shade of indigo as she reached out with her own magic, disabling the firebombs dangling in the branches over the clearing. Undoubtedly, they were meant to drop on whoever was following the unsuspecting triggerman into the cave. Just the same, there was no reason to risk them being set off in another manner.

“I’m not picking up anything else,” Rowan said. “I guess he figured that would be enough.”

“He never expected to be found,” Jorah agreed. “He was brazen enough to be near you this whole time.”

Rowan scowled.

“Tate,” Jorah continued, motioning him forward, “I need you to draw him out.” He met Tate’s gaze, assuring him, “I’ll be right there.”

Hanging back in the tree line, Rowan watched while Tate stepped into the open. Jorah moved quickly without making a sound, practically melting into the shadows beside the cave entrance.

“Come out, mage!” Tate barked, summoning an ax from thin air. “It’s time for you to answer for your crimes!”

Menacing laughter echoed through the clearing and woods around them. A chill went down Rowan’s spine, and he knew immediately that they had been expected.

“Tate!” Rowan yelled, lunging out of hiding and hooking Tate around the waist, taking them both to the ground.

An array of daggers sailed over them, embedding into the bark of the trees. They were glowing black with the taint of dark magic.

Rowan turned as he sat up, Tate already popping into a crouch. The laughter died down to center on the source. Stepping from the darkness was none other than the mage Rowan saw in his vision.

The man in front of them didn’t look like someone they would peg as being off at first glance. He was tall and broad across the shoulders. There was scruff from a few days of not shaving and his dark hair was a bit unkempt where it curled at his neck. His jeans and loose-fitting tee were dirty from being in the forest, but really, the mage was rather handsome.

It was the manic smile that gave his true nature away, his sickly yellow eyes glowing like beacons.

Rowan wasn’t sure where his self-assuredness came from. Perhaps it was the fact he knew that not only were their lives in danger, but the lives of all the mages in Everstrand should they fail. Rowan didn’t

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