Calling the Wild by Lila Dubois

Author:Lila Dubois [Dubois, Lila]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Man-Woman Relationships, Paranormal, Fantasy, Occult Fiction, Centaurs
ISBN: 9781605046105
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Published: 2010-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Beside her, Kiron stopped.“What’s wrong?” Her question was mere form, her attention on the tapestry.

“Moira, stop, danger is here.” The conviction in his voice, the way it had dropped until it vibrated hollowly in her ears, was enough to have her stopping and once again assessing the object.

The blue-tinted magic tempered the air just in front of her. Moira took a deep breath, drawing it in. The magic tingled through her, as powerful as the magic she could draw from Kiron, but different. This blue magic tingled under her skin, decadent in a way Kiron’s was not, though whether that was due to the novelty of it or a real difference in the magic, Moira couldn’t say.

“It’s strong magic, but I don’t feel anything dangerous.” She started forward, forcing herself to go slow and be cautious. What she wanted to do was dash at the thing and get some answers, but Kiron’s presence at her side was a six-foot-two reminder to be cautious.

Kiron kept his hand laced with hers, and they pushed forward. The closer they got the thicker the air became. Each breath was heavy, and Moira expected it to be wet, the way humid air would be, but the air was dry.

Moira took another step, and the air abruptly lightened. Kiron, who’d stayed at her side, stopped and looked over his shoulder. Moira turned to do the same and saw that a thin veil of blue ebbing atmosphere separated them from the rest of the room.

“It’s a shield,” he said.

“Can we get back out?”

Kiron pushed his way into the shield, turned around and came back. He appeared unharmed, but his shoulders were tense, a frown drawing his dark brows so they disappeared behind the sunglasses he wore.

“It appears we can exit.”

“Is it a spell?”

“No, it’s just magic, raw magic. Most humans, who instinctively fear magic, would avoid this piece, even if they didn’t know why.”

Together they turned to look at the tapestry. If it wasn’t for the thick wall of magic at their backs, there would be nothing exceptional about this piece, surrounded as it was by other priceless works.

The tapestry hung from a large wooden dowel near the top of the wall. A second dowel at the bottom held the fabric straight and taut.

It had been created using primarily blue and green threads, with gold, red, and pale grey for accent. There was no white anywhere on it.

The focus of the piece was nine images, three rows of three, each image housed in a square bordered by vines, which were deep green against sky-blue background.

Moira looked at Kiron. His expression had closed, unreadable to her even though he’d pushed the sunglasses up. He lacked animation, his handsome face losing much of its attractiveness because it had gone still, frozen. He was so lovely that a bronze cast in his likeness could grace one of these galleries, but what attracted her to him, his vibrancy, was locked away. He was radiating dislike for this object. Considering how supportive he’d been up to this point, it seemed odd that he’d balk and close down now.

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