Blood and Magic by Ilana Waters

Author:Ilana Waters [Waters, Ilana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ilana Waters
Published: 2018-01-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Oh bloody, bloody hell, thought Titus.

The quarter bells tolled. Cries of surprise went up from the vampires, Sybil, and Cunningham.

“What the bugger—”

“Where’d she come from?”

“Fate be damned—”

Cunningham took a step back from Abigail, her confederates behind her. For a moment, one heel caught on a crack in the stone, but she quickly regained her balance.

“You!” she snarled, pointing at Abigail. “It’s her! The one I was telling you about! She’s been here the whole time, spying on us. Well, what are you waiting for?” She gestured impatiently to the others. “Now’s your chance. Get her!”

The sound of the bells faded, but Titus’s heart beat faster. Ask not for whom the bell tolls, he thought. His eyes darted from Abigail to Cunningham to the supernaturals. He was caught in a rare moment of indecision. Do I stay where I am, invisible, and protect myself? Or do I reveal all to defend Abigail, and possibly get killed? His body was one long, tense wire, ready to spring, or snap.

“I’m here because you told me to be here.” Magic encircled Abigail’s hands, and Titus saw the same rise from the other witch. “Albeit, a few minutes after midnight, when you’d be meeting these other miscreants.”

She’s mad, Titus thought. My partner in crime is a madwoman. I can’t believe it’s come to this.

“Hey, who are you calling a miscreant?” Carver demanded. Both vampires’ lips were curled back. Titus could feel everyone’s blood pumping.

Abigail ignored Carver. “Told me to come late on purpose,” she repeated. “And now I know why. So you could pose me as the threat. Get them to take me out.”

I can eliminate one of the vampires, maybe both, thought Titus. But by then, the witch would have the upper hand on him. Abigail would likely have her plate full fighting Cunningham. Dammit. There’s no easy way out of here.

“She’s lying!” Cunningham motioned frantically to Abigail. Her accomplices cast doubtful looks. “Oh, come now!” Cunningham said. “That much is obvious.”

“Ow!” Abigail winced, and put one hand to her temple. “Nice try.” She pursed her lips at Sybil and the vampires. “But none of you jackhats is getting into my head.”

“She knows how to guard her thoughts!” Cunningham was practically shrieking. “Clearly, she knew about this supernatural meeting place beforehand.” She gestured adamantly toward Abigail. “You saw how she lay in wait for us.”

“Not for them, Cunningham,” Abigail said. “Only for you. So I could use this.” She whipped a large handheld mirror out of her tote bag. Woven all around it were real leaves and vines, which seemed to shimmer in the light of the clock tower. But that paled in comparison to the glow from the mirror itself, which cast an eerie, yellow-greenish light on Cunningham. Sybil narrowed her eyes at the mirror and leaned back. The magic in her hands flickered. Then, below them in the stairwell, Titus heard something he wished he hadn’t.

“Damn that blasted car. I’m sorry, Richard. I really thought it would hold up a bit longer.

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