Cloaked in Sorcery (Wulfkin Legacy Book 6) by T.F. Walsh

Cloaked in Sorcery (Wulfkin Legacy Book 6) by T.F. Walsh

Author:T.F. Walsh [Walsh, T.F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crimson Romance
Published: 2017-10-29T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter Eight

Axe

I kept pacing the room, unable to get my thoughts straight or figure out how to save Kalin and convince her I wanted to be with her. She was my priority. Maybe it was just the spell tearing me apart, and I needed to do deal with this like my alpha would expect—by eliminating the enemy. But I couldn’t . . . wouldn’t. I felt Kalin deep in my soul, and I didn’t want to believe the witch’s hex led to such deep need. Losing my inhibitions was one thing, but this . . . craving a person as if my life depended on it, with my wolf insisting we belonged together? How could I ignore that?

But what were my next steps? I whacked a palm into the side of my head. “Think!”

The electric charge of a wulfkin transforming snaked across my skin. One of the wulfkin must have lost control, and I pictured Leo or Titus snacking on humans. Exactly what I’d warned them not to do.

I left the room and ran down a hallway flanked by various coat-of-arm shields on the walls. I found the courtyard empty of people, including the band. Yet screams echoed around me. Were the humans under siege?

“What’s going on?” My wolf rumbled, eager to come out and hunt down the attackers.

A howl ricocheted from deeper within the castle.

I darted into a corridor, my feet pounding the wooden floorboards. Voices came from every direction.

Another shriek sounded, so I sprinted up a narrow stairwell. At the top, I discovered a room filled with glass display cabinets showing medieval armor and clothing. I crossed the space, leaped over a rope barrier, and caught movement vanishing around a corner. Two women ran and squealed, while a man wearing a werewolf mask chased them.

“Wait a sec . . . What the hell is going on?” Had everyone gone mad?

Still, the woodsy and wet dog scents grew heavier. I headed in the opposite direction of the fake werewolf.

A growl reached me from straight ahead. The smell of freshly dug soil smothered me the moment I entered a room twenty feet long and twenty feet wide. A white-stone fireplace sat to my right adorned with golden tiles along the mantel. Rich leather chairs circled a table against the far wall.

At first, I couldn’t process the scene.

Five people huddled in a corner, laughing. In front of them prowled Leo in his brown brindled wolf form. Near the door lay Natalya, sprawled and unconscious, her face scratched and bloody. Had Leo attacked her? Why?

“Leo, back down, now!” I thundered.

He unleashed an ungodly half howl, half grumble. His dark eyes glazed over. The spell had confused him as much as it deluded the humans into thinking their plight was some kind of prank. Why else would they be laughing?

But when Leo lunged at them, my stomach plummeted. I called for my inner animal as I sprung after him, crashing into Leo’s ribs mid-transformation.

Leo lurched sideways but held on to a man’s ankle with his teeth.



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