A Curse in Silver: An Urban Fantasy Mystery by Alexes Razevich

Author:Alexes Razevich [Razevich, Alexes]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Razore Street Publishing
Published: 2024-02-20T00:00:00+00:00

17

Iwoke and groaned. Every bit of me was sore and achy. It took a moment to realize the aches made sense, given that I’d jumped from a moving vehicle yesterday–I presumed it was yesterday given the morning light I could see through my closed eyelids.

My lids flew open. I wasn’t in my bedroom. I wasn’t in the storage room at Conor’s shop. I sat up and looked around.

“Good morning,” Conor said. “How are you feeling?”

I stared at him. What was I doing in his bed with him beside me?

My thought process must have been obvious because he said, “I don’t have a couch. Only a loveseat and two chairs. I tried sleeping in each, but it was impossible. I hope you don't mind.”

I was fully clothed. He was fully clothed. I didn’t think anything untoward had happened in the night. His bed was a lot more comfortable than the lumpy couch in the back of the store. So, okay.

“Thank you for taking care of me.”

He nodded acknowledgment.

“I had the strangest dream,” I said. “You were in it. You were doing some hand-wavy magic, I think, and chanting something.”

He sat up next to me. “Not a dream.”

“What?”

“You were hurt more badly than you thought,” he said. “More than I’d thought at first. I came back from locking the shop’s front door and found you not breathing. No heartbeat that I could detect. I tried CPR, but you were gone.’

I stared at him. “I was dead?”

“I don’t know for sure. Maybe you were in a coma. Maybe your body shut down most of its functions so that all your energy could be used for healing.”

I crossed my arms over my chest in a protective self-hug. “You did something, didn’t you?”

He nodded. “A soul-weave. I gave you a tiny piece of my soul to power your body. To bring you back.”

I stared at him, dumbfounded. Finally, I managed, “What?”

“Just what I said,” he replied.

“So, a piece of your soul is now in me?”

“Yes.”

“How is that possible?”

He smiled wanly and shrugged. “Magic.”

Nerves fluttered up my breastbone. “Necromancy? If I was dead–”

“I’m no necromancer,” he said. “You weren’t all the way dead, or the soul-weave wouldn’t have worked.”

I blinked, then blinked again.

“It’s a lot to take in,” I muttered. I focused my gaze on him. “What, exactly, does it mean that I now have a piece of your soul in me? What’s different?”

He sat up, tossed off the cover he’d slept under, and stood.

I thought about standing, too, but didn’t have the energy. Did this “soul-weave” have consequences so awful that he had to stand away from me to explain it? Did he think I’d attack him when I learned the truth? If it was really bad, maybe I would.

“The most obvious change is that we’re now tied together. For life.”

I stared at him. I had questions. So many questions. “Uh. Tied together? How?”

He turned his hands palms up. “I’ve never done a soul-weave before. I only know what I was told when I was taught how to do it.

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